Competitive to the core
But still a little sister
The youngest of the four
Sometimes so loud and crazy
Then you need to be alone
Quietly on the bottom bunk
Just Liv & Maddie on your phone
Perhaps you'll be a Hawk today
With mom's messages to tell
Or an maybe an American Idol
With your own songs to sell
We'll always hold your kite string
Wherever you chose to soar
And if you need to come home
We'll be waiting at the door
So face me mom and set me free
Hold me tight but let me be
See all the things that make me me
The one and only Super G
