Lyrics of Itty bitty titty girl/itsy bitsy titsy girl

Deadsy

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Oh itty bitty titty girl
Where are you
Oh itty bitty titty
Said our love was true
Oh my itty bitty titty
So young and so unused

Now itty bitty titty
Plays a mean hop-scotch
As she does her little ditty
I can stare at her crotch
Oh my itty bitty titty
Little queen of double dutch

Now itty bitty titty girl
Where are you
Oh itty bitty titty
With those eyes so blue
Oh i love how itty bittys
Little blouse is so see through

So itty bitty titty
Now your off to camp
But i bet
Those itty bitty undies still are damp
I'll be waiting for september
In the playground outside
Your class

Now itty bitty titty
Quit when i wasn't through
I found a place to keep her hid
Where nobody knew
Now my itty bitty titty
Lights up all of my afternoons

Oh itty bitty titty
As i came she blew
Still she doesn't hold
Her candle to her black
Silk suit
As she clutches itty bitty titty
Now we're three from two

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