A little white house, in the heart of townnOn a little sad street, just a little run downnBecame a home, for Bill and SuenTwo newlyweds, who did the best that they could donnAnd when they brush each other, passin' in the hallnSue would smile and say, This place is pretty smallnnBut you know, love grows best in little housesnWith fewer walls to separatenWhere you eat and sleep so close togethernYou can't help but communicatenOh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd missnLove grows best, in houses just like thisnnBefore too long, Sue and BillnWere makin' plans, for Jack and JillnOh, happy day, when the news came innBut what to do, when they found out Sue was having twinsnnWhen they could not pass each other in the hallnWell, Sue would smile and say, This place is really, really smallnnBut you know, love grows best in little housesnWith fewer walls to separatenWhere you eat and sleep so close togethernYou can't help but communicatenOh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd missnLove grows best, in houses just like thisnnThat little white frame house still keeps them warmnThough it's been thirty-two years, since the kids were bornnAnd when they look back now, they hold each other tightnAnd whisper in each other's ears, You know you were rightnnBecause love grows best in little housesnWith fewer walls to separatenWhere you eat and sleep so close togethernYou can't help but communicatenOh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd missnLove grows best, in houses just like thisnYeah, love grows best, in houses just like this