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Lyrics: Ray Charles. This Little Girl Of Mine.

Wella, oh yeah
Wella, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah.

Do you know that this little girl of mine?
I want you people to know
This little girl of mine
I take her everywhere I go

One day I looked at my suit
the suit was new
I looked at my shoes
And they were too

And that's why I, I, I, I
Oh, I love that little girl of mine

Oh do you know that this little girl of mine?
Makes me happy when I'm sad
This little girl of mine
Loves me, even when I'm bad

She knows how to love me
Right down to her teeth
If she does any wrong
You know she keeps it from me

And that's why I, I, I, I
Oh, I love that little girl of mine

Do you know that this little girl of mine?
Called me last night about eight
This little girl of mine
Told me that we had a date

She said that she'd meet me
At a quarter to nine
Believe it or not
But she was right on time

And that's why I, I, I, I,
Oh, I love that little girl of mine

Do you know that this little girl of mine?
Knows how to dress so neat
This little girl of mine
Stops the traffic on the street

When the fellas start whistling
Well, I don't mind
I can't blame them
Because she is fine

And that's why I, I, I, I
Oh, I love that little girl of mine

And that's why I, I, I, I
Oh, I love that little girl of mine