Song Lyrics

"Big Shot Miniature Girl"

by Terry Scott Taylor
Album: John Wayne

There's a miniature girl and she orbits 'round my world, (this mass known as my head)
She's feeling at home,
Knows to launch out on her own is to be alone or dead.

She loves my ascot pipe and my smoking jacket, my quick-witted ways and my income bracket.
Accepts my narrow views and my nasty habits.

My irresistible force keeps her on course,
So what about you'
You're welcome, too.

Do you love me, love me'
Maybe you don't like me, like me,
You will or you won't,
Oh I see, I see, I understand,
That's all right, all right,
I got a plan for you to like me, like me, like me...
Yeah, I got a plan to make you my miniature man.

Meet the miniature girl, she orbits 'round the world, (this mass known as my head)
She's feeling at home,
Knows to launch out on her own is to be alone or dead.

She understands, (she's my miniature girl)
All these demands, (she's my miniature girl)
'Cause I am her man, (she's my miniature girl)
Her one and only man, (she's my miniature girl)
She understands, (she's my miniature girl)
My biggest fan, (she's my miniature girl)
I've got a plan, (she's my miniature girl)
And she needs her man. (she's my miniature girl)

There's a miniature girl who orbits 'round my world. (this mass known as my head)


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