Wake up, this is real

Wrong place, wrong time

No regrets, thats fine

Wait til' you get back to reality

Mama said stay home

Be a good girl

Don't let go

But Mama pick up the pieces

Can't you see

This is not a dream

Although we may be few

Love is not too good to be true

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