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Wonderful pals are always hard to findSome folks have one, some folks have noneAnd I was alone for years, but fate was kindAnd in the end, sent me a friendAlthough he's not much higher than my kneeStill he's the greatest thing on earth to meDirty hands, dirty faceLeads the neighbours a chaseBut his smile is as cute as can beMaking noise, breaking toysHe's always fighting the boysBut his eyes, they're a vision to seeAnd when my work is doneComing home from the setting sunTo the gate he will start to runAnd then I'll kiss my boyDirty hands, dirty faceLittle devil, that's what they sayBut to me he's an angel of joyDirty hands, dirty faceLeads the neighbours a chaseBut his smile, his little smile, is as cute as can beLetras de cancionesMaking noise, breaking toys, Ha-ha-haHe's always fighting the boysBut his eyes, they're his Mother'sAnd they're a vision to meAnd when my work is doneComing home, coming home to the setting sunFrom the gate he'll start to runAnd then, Ohhh! I'll kiss my boyDirty hands, dirty faceLittle devil, that's what they sayBut to me he's an angel of joy From Letras Mania