You Belong to Me

Once there was a young girl, a girl of eight or nine,

Who walked into a toy store looking for a toy so fine;

She looked all around, at all the games and dolls,

But there was nothing right for her, nothing right at all;

Then she saw this one toy, it really caught her eye,

It was very beautiful, and on a shelf so high;

"Some day I will buy you," she said. "Some day, you will see!"

"Some day I will buy you, and you'll belong to me."

She went back to the toy store, she went there every day,

And every time she went there, she would always say:

"Some day I will buy you. Some day, you will see!"

"Some day I will buy you and you'll belong to me."

Once again she went back to the grand toy store,

But she found that things weren't like they were before;

There was another young girl, a girl of eight or nine,

Holding her dear toy, and standing in the line!

"But, this isn't fair!" she said. "I came here every day!"

Then she heard the other girl as she began to say:

"I told you that I'd buy you. I told you that you'd see."

"I told you that I'd buy you. Now you belong to me."

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