Lyrics

In this precious little house, table is always set With silver spoons and china cups on a silver tray Chandeliers and candlelight, it's such a cosy place Many paintings on the walls, in their golden frames "Take care of the doll's house," my father used to say It was built for little people, and maybe one day They will come into the doll's house, live there forever They will, they will, they will In this pretty little house, the kitchen is my favourite place Tiny plates, little forks, it looks so real Cookin' pots and baking pans, it's such a perfect place Would you like a cup of tea or a piece of cake? "Take care of the doll's house," my father used to say It was built for little people and maybe one day They will come into the doll's house, live there forever They will, they will, they will
Writer(s): Cecile Corbel, Simon Caby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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