Little Girl, Little Boy Lyrics - Chuck Prophet

Little girl, little girl, life's no fairy tale 

Doctors get diseases 

Criminals make bail 

Little girl, little girl 

Little boy, little boy, tell me something I don't know 

What makes a lamp a Tiffany 

What makes the flower grow 

Little boy, little boy 

Little boy, little boy, can you play the violin 

My daddy's got a string quartet 

and my heart belongs to him 

Little boy, little boy 

Little girl, little girl, I can tune a baby grand 

My heart it sings a symphony 

I'm a one-man marching band 

Little girl, little girl