| One day, your love will impress me
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| Not fancy cars or diamond rings
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| When it’s all about the little things
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| Little Boy, Little Boy
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| Someday you’ll see what I see
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| But, chances are you’ll see with me
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| When it’s all about the little things
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| Little Boy, Little Boy
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| One day I’ll come home to flowers
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| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
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| One day someone will lay with me for hours
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| And that will be the day
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| But, you’re not the one
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| You’re not the one
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| Boy, you’re not the one
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| You’re not the one
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| Oh, you’re not the one
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| One day you will look for me but
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| In his arms is where I’ll be
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| When I’ve shed myself of you and me
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| Little Boy, Little Boy
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| One day you will try to call
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| But someone else picks up the phone
|
| And at that moment you’ll know I’m gone
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
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| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day I’ll lay with someone for hours
|
| That will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Baby, you’re not the one
|
| One day, your love will impress me
|
| Not fancy cars or diamond rings
|
| When it’s all about the little things
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| Someday you’ll see what I see
|
| But, chances are you’ll see with me
|
| When it’s all about the little things
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day someone will lay with me for hours
|
| And that will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Boy, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Oh, you’re not the one
|
| One day you will look for me but
|
| In his arms is where I’ll be
|
| When I’ve shed myself of you and me
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| One day you will try to call
|
| But someone else picks up the phone
|
| And at that moment you’ll know I’m gone
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day I’ll lay with someone for hours
|
| That will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Baby, you’re not the one
|
| Little Boy, grow up
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| Maybe that man will show up
|
| It’s not cool to miss what you had
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| Even a fool could see that
|
| Little Boy, grow up
|
| Maybe that man will show up
|
| It’s not cool to miss what you had
|
| Even a fool could see that
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day I’ll lay with someone for hours
|
| That will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| No, you’re not the one
|
| Oh, you’re not the one
|
| No, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| One day, your love will impress me
|
| Not fancy cars or diamond rings
|
| When it’s all about the little things
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| Someday you’ll see what I see
|
| But, chances are you’ll see with me
|
| When it’s all about the little things
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day someone will lay with me for hours
|
| And that will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Boy, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Oh, you’re not the one
|
| One day you will look for me but
|
| In his arms is where I’ll be
|
| When I’ve shed myself of you and me
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| One day you will try to call
|
| But someone else picks up the phone
|
| And at that moment you’ll know I’m gone
|
| Little Boy, Little Boy
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day I’ll lay with someone for hours
|
| That will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| Baby, you’re not the one
|
| Little Boy, grow up
|
| Maybe that man will show up
|
| It’s not cool to miss what you had
|
| Even a fool could see that
|
| Little Boy, grow up
|
| Maybe that man will show up
|
| It’s not cool to miss what you had
|
| Even a fool could see that
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day I’ll lay with someone for hours
|
| That will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| No, you’re not the one
|
| Oh, you’re not the one
|
| No, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one
|
| One day I’ll come home to flowers
|
| And look at him and say «Babe, I love you»
|
| One day I’ll lay with someone for hours
|
| That will be the day
|
| But, you’re not the one
|
| No, you’re not the one
|
| Oh, you’re not the one
|
| No, you’re not the one
|
| You’re not the one |