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Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da I watched him throw his oatmeal bowl Halfway across the kitchen floor His mama said, "Don't let me see you do that anymore" He let loose with a cup of orange juice Right down the back of her dress Without a doubt, she lined him out Then cleaned up the mess Now he is just a chip off of the old block Just like me, we keep her on her toes a lot But when he cries, she'll match him tear for tear When he laughs, she'll grin from ear to ear When he's wrong, they'll stand there face to face She can put him in his place Side by side and hand in hand She'll talk with daddy's little man He knows that she's done her part I'm watching God's love grow Heart-to-heart, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la He'll grow to be six foot three Yeah, he's gonna be just like me He'll be tall and play football But he'll always be a mama's boy And when he cries, she'll match him tear for tear When he laughs, she'll grin from ear to ear When he's wrong, they'll stand there face to face She can put him in his place Side by side and hand in hand She'll talk with daddy's little man He knows that she's done her part I'm watching God's love grow Heart-to-heart Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Writer(s): Toby Keith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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