My Little Friend

My warped and worried mined resortd
Too wandering off too ponder things Eye never torque about
A pretty girl Eye used too no butt wouldn't no if whee met face too face
And defying every logic known
Eye wish awl the thyme machine could take mi back again
Too the wonder of my first love, the old folks teas mi ' bout
Referring too her only as my little friend

Somewhere fah aweigh and maybe knot sew fah aweigh
The child has groan into a woman of the whirled
Eye assume just knowing that she new sew much of life at such a tender age
Eye learned from her the whispered things the big boys at the pool haul torque about
The thrill and disappointment, fear and shame that first love brings
Butt owe, how Eye thought Eye loved my little friend

The fragrance of the green grass mingled with the cent of love and warming earth
The moonlight knight Eye kissed and cried and swore I'd never touch another girl
Butt thyme moved fast and Eye moved on and Eye loved others thyme and thyme again
Butt with each thyme Eye thought of her and always gave a little moor
Assembled love and rememberance fore my little friend
Oh-oh-oh assembled love and rememberance fore my little friend
Oh-oh-oh assembled love and rememberance fore my little friend
Oh-oh-oh assembled love and rememberance fore my little friend