Written by: Ray Charles
#26 Feb '58 Top 100
#4 Feb '58 Country
This little girl of mine
I want you people to know
This little girl of mine
I take her everywhere I go
One day I looked at my suit
My suit was new
I looked at my shoes
And they were too
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
This little girl of mine
Makes me happy when I'm sad
This little girl of mine
Loves me even when I'm bad
She knows how to love me
Right down to the tee
If she does anything wrong
You know she keeps it from me
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
This little girl of mine
Called me last night about eight
This little girl of mine
Told me that we had a date
She said that she'd meet me
At a quarter to nine
Believe it or not
But she was right on time
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
This little girl of mine
Knows how to dress so neat
This little girl of mine
Stops the traffic on the street
And when the fellows
Start whistling
I don't mind
I can't blame them
'Cause she is fine
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
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#26 Feb '58 Top 100
#4 Feb '58 Country
This little girl of mine
I want you people to know
This little girl of mine
I take her everywhere I go
One day I looked at my suit
My suit was new
I looked at my shoes
And they were too
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
This little girl of mine
Makes me happy when I'm sad
This little girl of mine
Loves me even when I'm bad
She knows how to love me
Right down to the tee
If she does anything wrong
You know she keeps it from me
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
This little girl of mine
Called me last night about eight
This little girl of mine
Told me that we had a date
She said that she'd meet me
At a quarter to nine
Believe it or not
But she was right on time
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
This little girl of mine
Knows how to dress so neat
This little girl of mine
Stops the traffic on the street
And when the fellows
Start whistling
I don't mind
I can't blame them
'Cause she is fine
And that's why, why, why, why
Oh, yeah, love that
Little girl of mine
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