Complete Medley : Lyrics - Perry Como

Thank heaven for little girls 

You were meant for me 

A fellow needs a girl 

Sing to me, mr. c., sing to me 

The song that I've been waiting to hear, 

Just for me, mr. c., just for me, 

And everybody else will disappear . . . 

Thank heaven for little girls 

For little girls get bigger every day! 

Thank heaven for little girls 

They grow up in the most delightful way! 

Those little eyes so helpless and appealing 

One day will flash and send you crashin' thru the ceilin' 

Thank heaven for little girls 

Thank heaven for them all, 

No matter where no matter who 

For without them, what would little boys do? 

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Thank heaven . . . thank heaven . . . 

Thank heaven for little girls! 

You were meant for me 

I was meant for you! 

Nature patterned you, an' when she was done 

You were all the sweet things rolled in one! 

You're like a plaintive melody 

That never lets me free 

I'm content, the angels must have sent you 

And they meant you just for me! 

You . . . 

Were . . . 

Meant . . . 

For me! 

I . . . 

Was . . . 

Meant . . . 

For you! 

I'm content, 

The angels must have sent you 

And they meant you 

Just for me! 

A fella needs a girl, to sit by his side 

At the end of a weary day 

To sit by his side and listen to him talk 

And agree with the things he'll say! 

A fella needs a girl, to hold in his arms 

When the rest of the world goes wrong 

To hold in his arms and know that she believes 

That her fellow is wise and strong! 

When things go right and his job's well done 

He wants to share the prize he's won 

If no one shares and no one cares 

Where's the fun of a job well done, or a prize you've won? 

A fella needs a home, his own kind of home 

But to make his dream come 

A fella needs a girl, his own kind of girl 

My kind of girl is you! 

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A fella needs a girl, his own kind of girl 

My kind of girl is you!