| Song | My Little World |
| Artist | Harry Connick, Jr. |
| Album | Other Hours: Connick on Piano, Vol. 1 |
| 作曲 : Connick | |
| People work their lives | |
| Only to retire | |
| Husbands and wives | |
| Have nothing to aspire to | |
| When they grow old | |
| Nines and fives | |
| Bonds and stocks | |
| No one thrives | |
| On punching clocks | |
| And so it's told | |
| I've panned my gold | |
| My little world is much to me | |
| The flirts, the foreplay | |
| The flaunts | |
| You couldn't give away for free | |
| A world nobody wants | |
| Nothing amazing, new or proud | |
| The life I've chosen to lead | |
| No trace of silver on my cloud | |
| No pedigree, no breed | |
| And even though it's sad | |
| Even though it's beautiful | |
| It can only be mine | |
| It can only be mine | |
| My little world is commonplace | |
| Important people would say | |
| But all the lines upon my face | |
| Are quite a price to pay | |
| Fr a little world that could only be | |
| A world that belongs to only me | |
| Take it fellas! | |
| My little world is commonplace | |
| Important people would say | |
| But all the lines upon my face | |
| Are quite a price to pay | |
| Fr a little world that could only be | |
| A world that belongs to only me |
| zuò qǔ : Connick | |
| People work their lives | |
| Only to retire | |
| Husbands and wives | |
| Have nothing to aspire to | |
| When they grow old | |
| Nines and fives | |
| Bonds and stocks | |
| No one thrives | |
| On punching clocks | |
| And so it' s told | |
| I' ve panned my gold | |
| My little world is much to me | |
| The flirts, the foreplay | |
| The flaunts | |
| You couldn' t give away for free | |
| A world nobody wants | |
| Nothing amazing, new or proud | |
| The life I' ve chosen to lead | |
| No trace of silver on my cloud | |
| No pedigree, no breed | |
| And even though it' s sad | |
| Even though it' s beautiful | |
| It can only be mine | |
| It can only be mine | |
| My little world is commonplace | |
| Important people would say | |
| But all the lines upon my face | |
| Are quite a price to pay | |
| Fr a little world that could only be | |
| A world that belongs to only me | |
| Take it fellas! | |
| My little world is commonplace | |
| Important people would say | |
| But all the lines upon my face | |
| Are quite a price to pay | |
| Fr a little world that could only be | |
| A world that belongs to only me |