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Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
I watched him throw his oatmeal bowl
Halfway across the kitchen floor
His mama said, "Don't let me see you do that anymore"
He let loose with a cup of orange juice
Right down the back of her dress
Without a doubt, she lined him out
Then cleaned up the mess
Now he is just a chip off of the old block
Just like me, we keep her on her toes a lot
But when he cries, she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs, she'll grin from ear to ear
When he's wrong, they'll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She'll talk with daddy's little man
He knows that she's done her part
I'm watching God's love grow
Heart-to-heart, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
He'll grow to be six foot three
Yeah, he's gonna be just like me
He'll be tall and play football
But he'll always be a mama's boy
And when he cries, she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs, she'll grin from ear to ear
When he's wrong, they'll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She'll talk with daddy's little man
He knows that she's done her part
I'm watching God's love grow
Heart-to-heart
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da