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Its Just the Little Things You Do
It's the flip of the hair
The suddenly becoming aware
The quirky little smile
The putting up with me for a while.
Stealing my shoes
Erasing my blues
Checking your phone
Hearing you moan.
It's the little things you do
That draw me so close to you
It's the little things you say
That always brighten my day.
The funny little stories
The triumphs and the glories
The future bright ahead
The evenings full of dread.
The way you move your hand
The way you direct you imaginary band
The way you pick on what I say
How you always manage to get your way.
It's the little things you do
That make me feel a part of you
It's the little ways you move
That make me fit into your groove.
Listening to your music
Arguing over who can choose it
Quipping about others
Comparing our mothers.
Fooling around with Pokerino
Talking over what we know
Eating that tempting french fry
Helping me voice my cry.
Its the little things you do
Its the little things you say
Its the little things you do
Its the little ways you move.
Its little old you.
