Little Girl, Little Boy

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 the lamb 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 You tune a baby grand My heart, it sings a symphony I'm a one-man marching band Little girl, little girl Little boy, little girl Little girl, little boy