Papa when will I grow up,
When will I be strong and tough,
When will I have muscles just like you
Want to take a shuttle flight
Very much to my delight
Take a cosmic trip up to the Moon
Why do I have to wait
Tomorrow is too late
In the year 2010
You will be a woman then
And I hope to be soo proud of you
If the cards you play are right,
You will always be in flight
Livin' out your every fantasy
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How I really dig your slow
Seems soo long away and far
Tomorrow comes before you know
Why do I have to wait
Tomorrow is too late
