Intro: Am G D G Am G D
Am D G C5 G
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
Am D G C5 G
The clever glances she gives me can't help but be appealing
F C G
She loves to ride into town with the top down
F C D
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin
C D G
She is my next of kin
C D G
I see a little more of me every day
C D G
I catch a little more mustache turnin' gray
F C G
Your mother is the only other woman for me
C D G
Little Miss Magic, what you gonna be
Sometimes I catch her dreamin' and wonder where that little mind meanders
Is she strollin' along the shore or cruisin' o'er the broad Savannah
I know someday she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
Someday she's gonna learn how to fly
Oh that I won't deny
Chorus:
I catch a little more dialogue comin' my way
I see those big brown eyes just start to lookin' astray
Your mother's still the only other woman for me
Little Miss Magic, what you gonna be?
(Repeat Intro chords)
Yes she loves to ride into town with the top down
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin
She is my next of kin
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
Those clever little looks she gives just can't help but be appealing
I know someday she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
One day she's gonna learn how to fly
That I won't deny
Chorus:
I see a little more of me everyday
I feel a little more moustache turning gray
Your mother's still the only other woman for me
Little Miss Magic, what you gonna be?
Little Miss Magic, what you gonna be?
Little Miss Magic, just can't wait to see
C G D G
It's raining, it's pouring, your old man is snoring
Compositores: James William Buffett
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