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Don’t Take My Little Girl
We once were a family Our sons, our daughter, you and I Then you decided we weren’t meant to be And now our daughter cries She loves her dad And she loves her mom If you could just see how sad Our little girls has become When she is with you She lashes out at me Here she cries too Since the split, she is angry So my Ex , we both love her I don’t care about your new life I just don’t want our little girl hurt Her small heart to be filled with strife I know we have no world As the couple we once were But we have two boys and our little girl Raising them is our chore Don’t take a piece of my heart And turn it against me That isn’t acting smart It’s her you hurt, you see If she misses me and the boys Just tell her of my love And bring her home with joy Robert, she is our gift from above.
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