Little Miss Magic Jimmy Buffett

[Verse 1]
Constantly amazed
By the blades of the fan on the ceiling
The clever little glances she gives me
Can't help but be appealing

[Pre-Chorus 1]
She loves to ride into town with the top down
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin
She is my next of kin

[Chorus 1]
I see a little more of me everyday
I catch a little more moustache turning gray
Your mother is the only other woman for me
Little Miss Magic, what you gonna be?

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I catch her dreamin'
And wonder where that little mind meanders
Is she strollin' 'long the shore
Or cruisin' o'er the broad Savannah?

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I know someday she'll learn to make up her own rhymes
Someday she's gonna learn how to fly
Oh, that I won't deny