Little girl. Four years old. Pretty dresses. Dry those tears Time for pictures Mommys little doll. Pretty little doll Gets attention now Soak it up while you can Looks are all that matter In the "flashing room" Sit still while I do your hair Make up too Don't you dare move
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Little girl. Five years old Get down from that tree Good girls don't get ***** No, don't play in the mud **** you go to your room
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Little girl, nine years old Here's your cell phone, Mommy won't be home today Make sure your sister does her homework And clean up from dinner I made up bottles for your brother Don't stay up too late
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Little girl, eleven years old Too pretty for your own good I'm your moms friend, Trust me It won't hurt, Stay still Be a good girl Take those clothes off for me
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Little girl, twelve years old You hold it like this Now inhale, Let the smoke fill your lungs Hold it for a minute Exhale Doesn't that feel good? Here, have a drink
Mom wanted me to be a pageant girl when I was little but I was always more of a tomboy. Still am. She didn't much care what I did (or what others did to me) once she realized I wasn't her star