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Shirley Temple - When I Grow Up lyrics
Lyrics/Music E.Heyman/R.Henderson I get a terr'ble awful ache Specially when it rains At first I was a fraidy cat but now I know its growing pains Gosh oh gee, can't you see Ill soon be grown up tall So Ive got to think what I will be When I'm no longer small ------ When I grow up In a year or two or three I'll be happy as can be Like a birdie in the tree When I grow up There's a lot I want to do I will have real dollies too Like the woman in the shoe I want to be a teacher So the children can say Teacher dear the gang's all here With apples today When I grow up I will have a big surprise For I'll bake the kind of pies That will make you roll your eyes And if you see That you need some company You can call me up and I'll come down When I grow up ------ When I am sweet sixteen I'm going to a ball Of all the ladies there I'd like to be the best of all I'll wear a dress of silver lace They'll call me Princess Curly I'll be like Cinderella 'Cept I won't get home so early I want to meet a handsome prince With a uniform of gold But I won't lose my slippers 'Cos my tootsies might get cold I'll talk of queens and dance with kings Like a little princess would But if I could only - I'll be good ------ When I'm twentyone I wish that I could look Like a picture that I saw In a pretty story book A lady all dressed up in white With flowers in her hand And such a veil I never saw The biggest in the land Four little girls were standing there Much tinier than me And they all carried baskets They looked happy as can be Everyone was smiling And having lots of fun I wish that I could be like that When I am twentyone ------ When I get very very old I'll stay at home all day But I haven't quite made up my mind Its much too far away I think that I would like to be Like the lady on the wall She looks so nice and comfy In her rocking chair and all That little cap upon her head She looks real pretty too I like her long and funny dress I like her hair don't you It must be oh so quiet You can hear the tick of the clock But it must be fun to have nothing to do But rock and rock and rock |
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