Big Shot & Miniature Girl Songtext

von Terry Scott Taylor

There's a miniature girl
Who orbits 'round my world
(this mass known as My Head)
She's feeling at home
Knows to launch out on her own
Is to be alone or dead

She loves my ascot, pipe, and my smoking jacket
My quick-witted ways and my income bracket
Accepts my narrow views and my nasty habits
My irresistible force
Keeps her on course
So what about you?
You're welcome, too!

Do you love me, love me?
Maybe you don't
Like me like me
You will or you won't
Oh I see, I see
I understand
That's all right, all right
I got a plan
For you to like me like me like me...
Yeah I got a plan
To make you my miniature man

Meet the miniature girl
Who orbits 'round the world
(this mass known as My Head)
She's feeling at home
Knows to launch out on her own
Is to be alone or dead

She understands (She's my miniature girl)
All these demands (she's my miniature girl)
She's my biggest fan (she's my miniature girl)
'cos I am her man (she's my miniature girl)
Her one and only man (she's my miniature girl)
She understands (she's my miniature girl)
She's my biggest fan (she's my miniature girl)
I've got a plan (she's my miniature girl)
And she needs her man (she's my miniature girl)

There's a Miniature Girl
Who orbits 'round my world
(this mass known as My Head)