A little white house, in the heart of town,
On a little sad street, just a little run down,
Became a home, for Bill and Sue,
Two newlyweds, who did the best that they could do
And when they brush each other, passin' in the hall,
Sue would smile and say: "This place is pretty small

But you know, love grows best in little houses,
With fewer walls to separate,
Where you eat and sleep so close together
You can't help but communicate,
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss
Love grows best, in houses just like this

Before too long, Sue and Bill,
Were makin' plans, for Jack and Jill
Oh, happy day, when the news came in
But what to do, when they found out Sue was having twins
When they could not pass each other in the hall,
Well, Sue would smile and say: "This place is really, really small

But you know, love grows best in little houses,
With fewer walls to separate,
Where you eat and sleep so close together
You can't help but communicate,
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss
Love grows best, in houses just like this

That little white frame house still keeps them warm,
Though it's been thirty-two years, since the kids were born,
And when they look back now, they hold each other tight,
And whisper in each other's ears: "You know you were right

Because love grows best in little houses,
With fewer walls to separate,
Where you eat and sleep so close together
You can't help but communicate,
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss
Love grows best, in houses just like this

Yeah, love grows best, in houses just like this