Never comb your hair, sun-ny!
Leave the breez-es there, sun-ny!
Let your stock-ing fall down,
For shock-ing the town is all that you do.
Smil-ing all the while, tom-boy
Where'd you get your smile from boy?
Lit-tle sun-ny girl,
Be my hon-ey girl, I'm for you!
Writer(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC
A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Bobby Hebb
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