…It’s my birthday too…
It’s her birthday…
Oh… It’s my birthday too….
Am a year old teddy
Hope you remember me…
I’m the teddy, who was sitting in a rack
of a shop,
And waiting for somebody to pick up…
N’ she picked me that day
It’s been a year that I am with her...
I love when she kisses me before she
sleep
I love to sit in her lap when she is
sick
I love when she sleeps in my lap
whenever she is sad
She loves me and I love her
…
She brought me this day and gave me a
home
I love to be in her lap
Rather than to be in a rack tied with
a rope…
It was on her birthday when I was
adopted
Now that it’s her birthday
…It’s my birthday too…