My little third grade hand wrote I love you on a note of yellow paper
And sent it to the front row to a little blond-haired girl
The blond-haired girl just opened it, and read it to herself
And I was so embarrassed when she turned around and said
I'm already taken
You spoke up too late
I love somebody else
So you'll just have to wait
The years flew by so quickly, there we were in junior high
I realized that I still loved her so
So I called her up and told her exactly how I felt
Then she said, "There's something you really ought to know"
I'm already taken
You spoke up too late
I love somebody else
So you'll just have to wait
So wait, I did and never changed my love
For that little blond-haired girl
Who's the mother of our little blond-haired boy
Who's to our hearts so close, I hate to think how fast he's growing up
Last night I overheard them
As she tucked him into bed
He said, 'Mommy will you marry me?"
And this is what she said
I'm already taken
You spoke up too late
I love your daddy, son
So you'll just have to wait
I'm already taken
You spoke up too late
I love your daddy, son
So you'll just have to wait