When I Grow Up

When I Grow Up - Shirley Temple

When I grow up

In a year or two or three

I'll be happy as can be

Like a birdie in the tree

When I grow up

There's a lot I want to do

I will have real dollies too

Like the woman in the shoe

I want to be a teacher

So the children can say

Oh teacher dear the gang's all here

With apples today

When I grow up

I will have a big surprise

For I'll bake the kind of pies

That will make you roll your eyes

And if you see

That you need some company

You can call me up and I'll come down

When I grow up

I am sweet sixteen

I'm going to a ball

Of all the ladies there

I'd like to be the best of all

I'll wear a dress of silver lace

They'll call me Princess Curly

I'll be like Cinderella

'Cept I won't get home so early

I want to meet a handsome prince

With a uniform of gold

But I won't lose my slippers

'Cos my tootsies might get cold

I'll talk of queens and dance with kings

Like a little princess would

But if I could only

Good be strange

I promise

I'll be good

When I'm twenty one

I wish that I could look

Like a picture that I saw

In a pretty story book

A lady all dressed up in white

With flowers in her hand

And such a veil I never saw

The biggest in the land

Four little girls were standing there

Much tinier than me

And they all carried baskets

They looked happy as can be

Everyone was smiling

And having lots of fun

I wish that I could be like that

When I am twenty one

When I get very very old

I'll stay at home all day

But I haven't quite made up my mind

It's much too far away

I think that I would like to be

Like the lady on the wall

She looks so nice and comfy

In her rocking chair and all

That little cap upon her head

She looks real pretty too

I like her long and funny dress

I like her hair don't you

It must be oh so quiet

You can hear the tick of the clock

But it must be fun to have nothing to do

But rock and rock and rock