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Daddy's Little Girl

Eddy Arnold

Many Tears Ago

1985

bright and shining star

You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me
You're sugar, you're spice, you're

Clouds of steam cocoon me
Ice skates gliding, casting snow 
Christmas spirit lights the tree 
Thoughts of elves enchant the season 
Singing loud 'harmony'

up in his SEAT
Now he trynna bark up at my TREE
But sis, put ya dog up on a mothafuckin LEASH
When I pull up just know I pull up with facts
Got these

the family
My roots go deep, which equals a higher tree 
And larger branches 
It's dangerous outside
I stay grinding to get my bags, my bags, my bags, my bags

be naughty 

You can check your list you can check it twice
If you want sugar than you gotta add spice 
Only one wish that will make me happy 
Cmon

Or bygones be bye, gone
We gon hold it down for the right song
We can bust a move with the lights on
And we will never care about the way they put they spice

Skeleton tree on the mountain top
Bones seeping atrophy
I was Otis Redding on a rock
With my cigarettes and my coffee
With my head in the clouds

the inner g
Big steppin big stretchin grim Reap
It's a price I can't do it for the free
Got some paper and I'm chopping up a tree
1 2 3 5 on me
Big ticket big

Gin and cricket
Sex and coffee
The girls all smile
By the lime tree

Guns and money
Pipes and poppy
We’ve never been so fuckin happy

In Mandalay we

Following love with the long blond hair
Tentative fear with the spices of arrows
Singing the praise of the lips so clear
Smelling so sweet with

Yeah, skip a tune, what it do baby
Yeah, skip a tune, skip a tune, woah, woah
20, 23, on ya, with me, smokin' tree
In the back, alley, in the back,

Can’t shed no tears in the drop top
Can’t cry when I’m rolling in a hot rod
With a fly honey dip she's a hotshot
Put the spice on top like hot sauce

Shed

Them tired eyes they fit you nice
Ooh, that spice
Ooh, that spice
Behind them blue eyes hide it nice
Might suffice
Might suffice
But not tonight
That's

can't fall in love with no tree sheen
But I put the kitty in the casket
I put VVs on my pinky
Now my diamonds dancin' like mike Jackson

Gettin' mad money

a skiing trip
A necklace and an emerald ring
Gold and silver dazzling

But not me
You’re all I need 

You’re my Christmas, the present neath my tree
You’re

are under the tree
Hope there’s some here for me
It’s our fav’rite date
The 25th is Christmas Day
Home’s the only place
Here on Christmas Day
The sweet

Okay
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
Don't smoke weed in my shit

missed you
Could hardly wait for December
For pumpkin spice and all things nice
And everything that makes me remember
Your smile has a way to warm
Even

again?
Isn't it strange what you don't regret?
So comfortable
What if sometimes life needs more spice
Comfortable
Your desires just cannot be confessed

the call
Five in a week
Now you're the man
Doin' everything your fake friends can
Used to be the good boy with the plan
Bit from the tree
Fall in Bloomington

bet, the snows falling down
And I know, the reindeer are flying in to town
Cuz it's Christmas again
And the tree can be seen
My girl covered it in lights

VINTAGE LIKE LEE 
OO VINTAGE LIKE LEE 
DIAMONDS ON ME 
VINTAGE LIKE LEE 
YEA VINTAGE LIKE LEE
VINTAGE LIKE LEE 
SMOKING THAT POUND, WHO GOT THE TREE
VINTAGE

Build a tree house and knocked the bird nest out that bitch
Stuck my neck out and shit
Then got the heck out that shit
And when I did, I took

Daddy's Little Girl

Al Martino

The Best of Al Martino [Collectables]

1995

and shining star.

You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree,
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me.
You're sugar you're spice, you're