Look At The Girl

Written by: 
J. Martyn
28 Feb 1988

Remember when I held her in the palm of just one hand
And felt that tiny heart against my skin.
Now she's all grown up, stepping out and looking grand,
I just don't believe the shape she's in.

Won't you look at that girl,
So fine...
Won't you look at that girl;
She's mine...

I taught her what I knew about that wicked world outside,
Tried to keep her out of danger's ways.
Now she tells me things I can barely understand,
Feeds me not a single word to say.

Won't you look at that girl,
So fine...
Won't you look at that girl;
She's mine...

Here she comes again, quite as usual,
Looking fine as wine.
Looking cool as rain, twice as beautiful,
Oh she turned out fine.

Won't you look at that girl,
She's so fine...
Won't you look at that girl;
She once was mine...

Here she comes again, cool as usual,
Looking fine als wine.
Just as cool as rain, but twice as beautiful,
Hasn't she turned out fine.

Won't you look at my girl,
So fine..
I know she's so fine..
So fine..
She's so fine, my baby girl..

muffnote:
A kind of follow-up for My Baby Girl from Sunday's Child after twenty years.

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