I've got a little babe With jewels upon her lip I've got a little babe With jewels upon her lip Her hair's like a river It's fast and slowly drips She bathes in thunder The elves are under her She bathes in thunder The elves are under her She walks the wind And has a panther With silver fur Her thoughts are gold Her eyes electric blue Her thoughts are gold Her eyes electric blue She sleeps upon the dreams Of me and you.