Haba, haba



When I’s a little girl my grandma told me
That I could be just anything I wanted to

When I’s a little girl my grandma told me
That it’s the little things in life that’s gon' make me happy

She said that little by little, fills up the measure
Don’t ever give up, keep on moving
Little by little fills up the measure
Don’t ever give up, keep on moving

And she said
Haba, haba, hujaza kibaba
Haba, haba, hujaza kibaba
Haba, haba, hujaza kibaba!


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