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