If I could again be a little girl still clinging to mom's apron strings
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I'd fall in love only with my toys that my daddy every weekend would bring
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I'd live in a world of just make believe and I'd never come close to reality
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If I could again be a little girl then I wouldn't be lonesome and I wouldn't be hurtin' And I wouldn't be cryin' over a big boy like you
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But I never more can be a little girl for little girls fall in love and move up away
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Your love turned out to be just like my toys that my mommy got up and gave away
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Now I live in a world of old memories for each day I have to face reality
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I'm a girl all alone but not a little girl
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So that's why I'm lonesome and that's why I'm hurtin'
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And that's why I'm cryin' over a big boy like you
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If I Were A Little Girl
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| Tammy Wynette |
