Lyrics:
want some juice
And I want it now
So you better move your ass
And feel bad for me
'Cause I'm just getting over a cold
I'm four years old
You're a beautiful boy
With all your little toys
Your eyes have seen the world
Though you're only four years old
And your tears are streaming
Reachin' for the sky high and comin' down with nothin'
Feels like I'm four years old all over again
Because I'm just runnin' fast and should be walkin'
Let me tell you a tale that is often told
In the great Celestial Hall
All about an angel only four years old
The littlest angel of all
How all
There's this little girl I know
That sells coke for her sickly mother
Her name is Victoria
She likes to coke ya up
Yes, she's my four-year-old dealer
I’m 4 years old with a name
I’m 4 years old with all the fame
I'm 4 years old with all the games
I’m 4 years old you not in my lane
I’m 4 years old ,
something
Ever since I was four years old
I hated a silly rule
Ever since they ran Mary's lamb
Oh all the way home from school
You should have seen
I was twenty-four years old
When I met the woman I would call my own
Twenty-two grand kids now growing old
In that house that your brother bought
Girl, what you give me is pure gold
Girl, what you give me
Makes me feel like I'm four years old
It's out of control
What you give me
Oh, it's
Hanna!
Today it's your birthday?
You are 4 years old
It's you Hanna
4 Years Old Is Hanna
4 Years Old
You're in gold
BON ANNIVERSAIRE HANNA
My dad talks a lot about cowboys
Like John Wayne and people I don't even know
I like the cartoons on Saturday morning
'Cause I'm only four years
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-O-Y or maybe
You're a beautiful boy
With all your little toys
Your eyes have seen the world
Though you're only four years old
And your tears are streaming
I was born in the Southland! Twenty some odd years ago.
Now I ran away for the first time when I was about four years old.
I'm a free born man.My
heeled shoes
And wearing my old hat
My four year old said, "I want to divorce"
Now where did she hear that?
Kids say the darndest things
Have you
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-O-Y or maybe
I was born in southland twenty some odd years ago
I ran away for the first time when I was four years old
I'm a freeborn man my home is on my back
I
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-O-why or maybe
Wanted So to thank him for what he taught me that I could be
I wanted him to know, that his grandchildren all were there
And that his four year old
Allllll this life has meant to Meeee
Is cars and diamond rings
By twenty four years old
Im tryna have it allll
By twenty four years old
Tryna have 24
heeled shoes
And wearing my old hat
My four year old said, "I want to divorce"
Now where did she hear that?
Kids say the darndest things
Have you
I am a little girl,
Four years old
My name is Christie Rose (mm)
I love my teddy bears
cnd all my dolly's too (doo, doo, doo, doo)
1, 2, 3, 4
How old are you
1, 2, 3, 4
I am four years old
1, 2, 3, 4
How old are you
1, 2, 3, 4
I am four years old
1, 2, 3, 4
How old are you
1, 2,
On and on you asked me for the vision
We got none but violence for the soul
Hey mommy ga ga what you're after
Half time it's only four years old
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