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Mamma


Mamma your baby girl is on her knees wondering when will you will be free. Mamma your baby girl is crying and wondering will you hold her close into your arms and never let her go. Mamma are you listening to me? Your baby girl wants you to be free. Mamma please let go the smoke, let go the drugs, let go everything and just hold me. Mamma your baby girl want you to be free. So mamma grab my hand and lets start over. Everyday I pray for you. Your baby girl loves you and is here for you. So please just hold your baby girl just for me.
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