me a little (just a little bit) Spare me a little (just a little bit) Spare me a little of your love (of your love) Spare me a little (just a little bit
trees We came down from the trees And did we learn sarcasm Or fighting with glasses Dividing the money and making the classes Before we came down From the trees We came down from the trees
Two little trees have been born on my ranch Two little trees that look like twins And from my house I see them all alone Under the holy protection and
A little creature Tea spoon-tall But a good heart and that's a start Strolling around the park you don't care People can do What ever they like
the year, And all the little schoolfellows went out to play But Sir William was not there. Mamma went to the School wife house And knocked at the ring, Saying, "Little
loves the little children, He loves the retards too, But not as much as the little children, Or else his heart would go blue, Jesus loves the little
Could one little Christmas tree So tiny and small light up someone's home?" 'Cause one little Christmas tree can light up a home So one little child
two little three little indian brothers! One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians
Then one day came the old house masher The big bad wolf the little piggy slasher Little pig, little pig let me in Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin Little pig, little
Could one little Christmas tree so tiny and small Light up someone's home? 'Cause One little Christmas tree can light up a home So one little child
I always knew that the secrets could hurt me I never knew it was yours that would kill me I never tried to be yours to take care of You never said you
to the little girl tree O you know that I must say goodbye To the little girl tree This wall I built around you Is made out of stone-lies O little girl
She's like a little bird She flies from A to B To see what she can see She's far away from me We danced on the moon We danced by the sea The land of
cypress tree stands all alone And casts a shadow of its own And in the shallow of the tree I hear the lies you told to me And like the cypress tree
O little girl from Birmingham, how good you look in jeans. I'd love to take you on a date, but your teeth are so damn green.
big tree My, my, my little tree My, my, my little tree My, my, my little tree My, my, my little tree My, my, my little tree My, my, my little tree
I try to discover A little something to make me sweeter Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart I'm so in love with you I'll be forever blue That you give
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