All Grown Up - Johnny Horton

All Grown Up

Johnny Horton

(Howard Hausey, COLUMBIA 61209, 1958)

(Hey daddy, hey daddy, I'm all grown up)

Standin' at your door, just like I done before
You've changed, so strange, you're all grown up

You wear those heels and hose, dressed up in your mama's clothes
You're hep, I'm flipped, you're all grown up

When I'm walkin', talkin' to you, all the time
Makes me glad all over honey, so glad you're mine

When you feel my touch, I'm lovin' you too much
You're right, so nice, you're all grown up

(Hey daddy, hey daddy, I'm all grown up)

You threw away those candybars, started gazing at the stars
Brand new, that's you, you're all grown up

When your lips so fine, start closin' in on mine
More thrills, more chills, you're all grown up

When I'm walkin', talkin' to you, all the time
Makes me glad all over honey, so glad you're mine

When you feel my touch, I'm lovin' you too much
You're right, so nice, you're all grown up

(Hey daddy, hey daddy, I'm all grown up)

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