Please take me home and love me.
I was passing by a toy shop,
On the corner of the square,
Where a little girl was looking,
In the window there.
She was looking at a dolly,
In a dress of rosey red,
And around the pretty dolly,
Hung a little sign that said..
Shake me I rattle, squeeze me I cry,
Please take me home and love me.
I recalled another toy shop,
On a square so long ago,
Where I saw a little dolly,
That I wanted so,
I remembered, I rememebered,
How I longed to make it mine,
And around that other dolly,
Hung another little sign.
Shake me I rattle, squeeze me I cry,
I had counted my pennies,
Just a penny shy,
Shake me I rattle, squeeze me I cry,
Please take me home and love me.
It was late and snow was falling,
As the shoppers hurried by,
Past the girl at the window,
With her little head held high.
They were closing up the toy shop,
As I hurried thru the door,
Just in time to buy the dolly,
That her heart was longing for.
Shake me I rattle, squeeze me I cry,
As I gave her the dolly,
That we both had longed to buy.
Shake me I rattle, squeeze me I cry,
Please take me home and love me.
