Lyrics:

Well, you talk about your woman,
Wish that you could see mine
Yes, you talk about your woman,
Wish that you could see mine
When the little girl start lovin',
She brings eyesight to the blind

Well, her daddy must have been a millionaire
You can tell it by the way she walks
Her daddy must have been a millionaire
You can tell it by the way she walks
When the little girl start lovin',
The deaf and dumb begins to talk

Well, I remember one Friday mornin',
We were lyin' in our beds
A man crossed the street, stopped and
Put up his hand and said:
I declare she's pretty
The whole state knows she's fine
When she walk down the street,
She brings eyesight to the blind
Yes, she does

Well, I declare she's pretty
The whole state knows she's fine
I declare she's pretty
The whole state knows she's fine
When the little girl start lovin',
She brings eyesight to the blind

When the little girl start lovin',
She brings eyesight to the blind
Yeah.