Little baby, she really is,
Little fingers, look at this.
She grabs your finger, you let down a tear,
But not out of sadness, or out of fear.
And you say...
Nothing could be better than now.
Dark brown eyes sparkle in the light,
She'll be daddy's little girl tonight.
Beautiful, just like her mother,
Boys'll be lining up one after another,
And oh whoa...
Nothing could be better than now.
Tiny little hands, tiny little feet,
Look at that smile, isn't it sweet.