Billy J. Kramer - Little children
Tekst en muziek: Mort Shuman en John Leslie McFarland
(1964)







Little children, you better not tell on me
I’m telling you
Little children, you better not tell what you see
And if you’re good
I’ll give you candy and a quarter
If you’re quiet like you oughta be
And keep a secret with me



I wish they would go away
Little children, now why aren’t you playing outside
I’m asking you
You can’t fool me, ’cause I’m gonna know if you hide
And try to peek
I’m gonna treat you to a movie
Stop your giggling, children do be nice
Like little sugars and spice



You saw me kissing your sister
You saw me holding her hand
But if you snitch to your mother
Your father won’t understand



I wish they would take a nap
Little children, now why don’t you go, bye-bye
Go anywhere at all
Little children, I know you would know if you tried
Go up the stairs
Me and your sister, we’re going steady
How can I kiss her when I’m ready to
With little children like you around
I wonder what can I do around
Little children like you










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