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AmConstantly amazed by the blades of theD fan on the ceiling, G those cleAmver little glances she gives me caDn't help but be appealingG. She loves to ride iFnto town with Cthe top down, G feel that warmF breeze on her gentlCe skin. D She isC my nextD of kin. G
I see a litCtle more of me Deveryday.G I catch a littCle more mustachDe turning grey.G Your motFher is the only otherC woman for me. G CLittle Miss MagDic, what you gonna be? G
Sometimes I catch heAmr dreaming and I wonder where that lDittle mind meanders. G Is she strAmolling along the shore, or cruising over Dthe broad Savannah? G I know someFday she'll learn to makCe up her own rhymes. G Someday, Fshe's gonna learn how to Cfly. G Oh, thaCt I won't denDy. G
I catch a littCle more dialoguDe coming my wGay. I see those big brCown eyes just startiDng to look astray. G Your motFher's still the only otherC woman for me. G CLittle Miss MagDic, what you gonna be? G
Yeah, She loves to ride into Ftown with the Ctop down, G feel that warmF breeze on her gentlCe skin. D She isC my nextD of kin. G
AmConstantly amazed by the blades of theD fan on the ceiling, G those cleAmver little glances she gives me caDn't help but be appealing. G I know someFday she'll learn to makCe up her own rhymes. G One dayF, she's gonna learn how toC fly. G Oh, thaCt I won't denDy. G
I see a litCtle more of me Deveryday.G I catch a littCle more mustachDe turning grey.G Your motFher is the only otherC woman for me. G CLittle Miss MagDic, what you gonna be? G CLittle Miss MagDic, what you gonna be? G CLittle Miss MagDic, just can't wait to see. G
It's rCaining, it's pourDing, your old man isG snoring. D