I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be
Turning 1. Happy Birthday to me!!!
I had the thickest of hair and looked like a little boy..
Love me~
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