| I’ve got a little friend
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| Her age is 4 plus ten
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| She calls me on the phone crying every
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| Now and then
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| She says, «My mamma just won’t listen
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| My daddy still is missin'
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| I dont feel i am nothing of value or worth»
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| I say, «Baby girl get a hold of yourself
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| Baby girl don’t you know your wealth
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| You’re a diamond hiding on a shelf
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| Baby girl, baby girl
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| Baby girl dont you know who you are
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| God has made you a shining star
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| A little light is brighter than the dark
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| Baby girl, baby girl»
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| I call my sister friend
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| I’m crying and whining again
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| She lets me vent my heart
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| Before the healing starts
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| (and i say) my children just won’t listen
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| My paycheck still is missin'
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| And every little thing is working my nerve
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| (she says) «Baby girl get a hold of yourself
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| Baby girl don’t you know your wealth
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| You’re a diamond hiding on a shelf
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| Baby girl, baby girl
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| Baby girl dont you know who you are
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| God has made you a shining star
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| A little light is brighter than the dark
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| Baby girl, baby girl» |