And honeysickle 
But watch now child how they're cringing 
When you're standing too tall 

Clip Little Lady

They'll dress your air with daisies 
Hey Little Lady 
Men say they own this town, don't let them hold you down 
Hey Little Lady 
The poems in your eyes, don't let them turn to sighs 

Fresh out the womb they lay you 
In a spink sugar cage 
But now you're burning the candy house down 
And sleeping on stage 

They'll make you jump through those hoops 
The hoops might be rigged 
But child they don't even know 
You're too hard for them to handle