I have a little angel,
She's sweet and blonde and cares.
I have a little angel,
She never combs her hair.

I have alittle devil,
She's sleepy, sloppy nad slow.
I have a little devil,
She's never ready when it's time to go.

I have and angel/devil,
She's the apple of my eye.
She's my pride nad joy and happiness,
On this I cannot lie.

I hope someday you'll have one.
Life will never be the same.
Who is this angel/devil?
Well, daughter is her name.

[Note: Seriously, I have no daughter.]