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She says she loves me like no other. She's calling me her sweet big brother, Though I might even be her father, You know. She's always hanging on my shoulder, 'cause when she gets a few days older, She'll have a mind to make me honker, You know. Youngsters today are so much wiser. I really don't know how to size her, This little daughter of a great friend of mine. She reads books in paper covers, All about love and lovers, while her lessons wait For her in line. She reads books in paper covers, All about love and lovers. She's so big, by Christmas she'll be nine. She'll be nine. She will shine. She'll be nine and fine. She'll be nine. That's sure a sign. Soon she's gonna be mine. She'll be nine. She will shine. She'll be nine and fine. She'll be nine. That's sure a sign. Soon she's gonna be mine. She- Because she'll marry no one other. A husband's better than a brother, You see. She knows not yet that I would rather become Her brand new loving father, Because I dearly loved her mother, You see. I look at her and I feel smaller. I really don't know how to call her, This charming daughter of a great friend of mine. She reads books in paper covers, All about love and lovers, while her lessons wait For her in line. She reads books in paper covers, All about love and lovers. She's so big, by Christmas she'll be Nine. She'll be nine. She will shine. She'll be nine and fine. She'll be nine. That's sure a sign. Soon she's gonna be mine. She'll be nine. She will shine. She'll be nine and fine. She'll be nine. That's sure a sign. Soon she's gonna be Mine. Soon she's gonna be Mine. Soon she's gonna be mine.