Mother Knows Best
Oh, that one thing
That one thing I'd need
on a deserted island
is not a thing indeed
She goes by mom, or mommy, or mother
If I were stranded on an island
I wouldn't prefer any other
To be by my side
to keep me company
To talk to
To listen to
Until help finally came to save us in any degree
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