Our Little World
Ah
Children are a blessing
Ah
If you know where they are
Ah
Nothing's so distressing, though
As when they keep you guessing
So be sure you don't leave any doors ajar
Make a little world
Our little world
Our little world
Is big enough for me
Perfect
Our little world
Our little world
Is all it needs to be
Perfect
Brushing my hair
Combing my hair
Only my mother
And me and my hair
Our little world
Our little world
Is perfect
If she just didn't drool
Ah
Look at her complexion
Still untouched by the sun
Children need protection
Just the way they need affection
Or they wonder and they wander
And they run from your little world
Our little world
Our little world
Is all I have to see
Perfect
Our little world
Our little world
Is everything a world ought to be
Perfect
Perfect
Washing my hair
Tending her hair
Drying my hair
Stroking her hair
Unraveling my hair
Looking at her hair
Winding and binding
And minding my hair
Something we can share
Hair
Our little world is perfect
Or at least so she claims
Nothing to change her
If she only would cut her nails
Each day like the other
Didn't have those pointy teeth
Nothing to divert her
To disconcert her
Tiny eyes
Nothing that can possibly hurt her
Otherwise
Our little world is perfect
And world enough for me
Our little world
Growing my hair
Braiding her hair
What do I care
What they're doing out there?
If what was growing
Was only her hair
And not her
That I'd prefer
Nevertheless
Our little world
Our little world
Our little world
Is perfect
