mamas
Knows you better than you know yourself,
takes care of you above everything else,
my mama is my bestfriend more than anyone else,
what will I do when I go away,
have take care of myself and pack my own lunch,
or what if i get sick whos gonna come stay,
and whos can make me soup and love me a bunch,
she's the one thats always made my pain go away,
yup just me and mama,
its always been this way.
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