November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Sorry, mama
there are times I get carried the word
please don't worry
next time I'm home still be the same

And I know it's no fun
when your first son
gets up to no good
starts freaking out the neighborhood

Really, I'm fine
never been better, got no job on the line
sincerely, don't worry
same old boy that you owe to you in front

And I know it's no fun
when your first son
gets up no good
starts freaking out the neighborhood

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