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Don't Worry!

Those big round eyes
Sticks to me as i move around.
Her young and sweet voice
Echoes in my ears as
I drive away.......

Dust covers my tracks,
When she is standing there
At the gate....starring....
Starring at the car getting
Smaller and smaller....
As her tears wet her cheeks
Dropping one by one....

Don't worry my love....
Daddy will come back home.

She doesn't understands, why?
Why papa leaves?
Why he doesn't stay with me?

Doesn't he love me anymore?

Don't worry my love....
Daddy's just gone hunting....
Hunting for a better life....
Hunting for success....
Your success.

Those big round eyes
Will spot him first
On his return day.

Your sweet melodic voice,
Is all i'm craving..

Don't worry Khethelo....
Papa loves you dearly!

Khethelo is my two year old daughter's name..

poem by Siyabonga A nxumalo
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Papa, Can You Hear Me

papa, can you hear me?
papa, can you see me?
papa, can you find me in the night?
papa, are you near me?
papa, can you hear me?
papa, can you help me not be frightened?
looking at the skies i see a million eyes
which ones are yours?
where are you now
that yesterday has waved goodbye
and closed it's doors
the night is so much darker
the wind is so much colder
the world is so much bigger
now that i am alone
papa, please forgive me
i know you understand me
papa, don't you know i had no chose?
oh, can you hear me prayin'?
anything i'm sayin'?
even though the night is filled with voices
i remember everything you ever
taught me
evey book i've ever read
can all the words,
all the music help me face what's ahead?
the trees are so much taller
i feel so much smaller
the moon is twice as lonely
and the stars are half as bright
daddy, how i love you
daddy, how i need you
daddy, how i miss you
kissing me goodnight

song performed by by Nina Simone
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He Said, I Said

'We,
you know' I said
'we humans already,
already know all things.

Will I be rich
people ask me.
I say either you will or you won't
or you'll be in the middle.

See, you already know all the answers.

If you get rich then there nothing to worry about.
If you don't get rich-you'll obviously try
and you might fail
therefore there is nothing to worry about.
Or you will land in the middle and since that
is ok
you can relax.
nothing to worry about.

Or, you could get dead soon.
In that case
there is nothing to worry about.'
'So, he said
you want me to do nothing? '

'No, ' I said
'do everything you can.
My point is simply you already
know all answers before hand
and therefore can relax on that score.'
'Ok, ' he said.
'Tell me this.
'Does she love me or not?
I said 'if she does,
-say it with me-
you have nothing to worry about.
If she doesn't and you can't make her
then forget it
and you shouldn't worry about it
or anything you can't do anything about.

Or true she may still be thinking about it
and in this case you should just wait or move on.
But since you can't make speed things up
don't worry about it.
See you already know the answers
so what are you fretting for? '

'Well' he said, ' I'm fretting because
I want her to love me-'-
'Even if she doesn't' I said?
'No, if she doesn't ok.'
'Well' I said
if she doesn't accept you
accept that and move on.
'But' he said 'I want her to'.
'Oh, ' I said you want her to
even if she doesn't want to?

In this case you want something that is crazy
and you'll come to grief.

Learn to want what you need
and not to want what you can't have.
Don't spend time wanting
what you want but can't have.

That is the secret of happiness' I said.
'Humm.., he said.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Love

Love doesn’t live with a doubt.

If it can’t speak out loud

it looses it’s voice,

it can’t rejoice,

it can hear only noise.

Love doesn’t live with fears.

When fear appears love disappears.

When separated it suffers

and turns into the duffer.

Love doesn’t live without trust,

it will never last.

Without trust it looks ugly,

blackly, badly and madly.

It doesn’t feel protected,

in the eyes of darling it’s not reflected.

Love can only live when it’s fair,

when it doesn’t hide eyes,

when it doesn’t hide tears.

And now I would like to confess:

True love is always sure in success.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Hunting dreams

Please, do not follow me any more
I am tired of your shadow and of your kisses in my dreams.
Let me go, and please return to where you belong.
You know I cannot go with you there where you going.
Do not hunting me and my dreams, and don’t close my eyes
Let me go, because it is impassible to love a ghost
Don’t hunting me and my dreams any more…and don’t close my eyes, because you can’t possessed me, I’m not a toy! !
Return to your twilight zone and close the door behind you.
In addition, do not even thing about it coming back to hunting my dreams. I will become your hunting nightmare!

poem by Vanesa Rabic
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Home, sweet home is home with daddy!

I look at the familiar house I call home
I am back home, sweet home after the journey
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!

I look at Daddy's children, full of expectations
The young man with soiled hands, still jumping on Daddy
The young lady wanting to tell Daddy all the stories of school
It does not matter that Daddy is tired! Daddy is always daddy
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!

I know I have to travel again from home tomorrow
I may go to the nice places, be they palaces or hotels
Marble floors sparkling with reflections of cleanliness
But they are not as homely as home with daddy
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!

I look at everybody wanting to know about the trip of daddy
Everybody wants to know what daddy has brought
Everybody is happy to see daddy home
Daddy is always strong, no tiredness even when tired
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!

poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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Unlike Mother, Unlike Daughter

Her heart breaks for something she'll never have
A daughter of perfect honesty and obedience
With fair hair and bright eyes
Everything her son is

Instead the mother bore something strange
A loser, a liar, a Mrs. Lovett wannabe
Swearing not to change
Everything she doesn't want, doesn't need

But her daughter doesn't want to love anybody
She doesn't want love in return
She's sick of man's petty "acceptance"
She doesn't need "lessons" to learn

The Mother explains, "She understands, "
Clichés, "Daughter, tell me anything."

But her daughter knows,
She'd be afraid of what's in her head
Mother won't understand
The demons that chase her and charm her
For a while…

And scariest of all
The daughter realizes
The man she loves
She loves alone

It's sad to think about the monster
The Daughter holds so intrinsically close…

Her heart breaks for something she'll never have
A vengeful god of perfectly destructive melancholy
With dark hair and dark eyes
They try to tell her otherwise
But only the Daughter knows what her heart cannot compromise

Mother tries to convince her
Tries to stop a "fictional infatuation"
Still the daughter, unfazed, replies,
"You know you are my only condemnation."

poem by Gabrielle Fleming
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Hunting Season Is Open

Gun hunting season opens tomorrow morning
my husband is gathering his hunting gear around.
He'll be getting up really early in the morning
way before the break of dawn.

He's trying his special orange hunting cap on
so that he's not mistaken for a deer.
Us wives always worry about that you know
it is one of a hunter's wifes greatest fears.

The weather is suppose to be very cold and rainy
my husband says that is the best weather for hunting in.
Because the deer are on the move much more
then when it's warmer like some recent days have been.

I will say a prayer to our Lord above
asking that He protect all hunters, on this opening day.
And that they all come back with that Buck or Doe their after
and no bullets from their guns shot go astray.

poem by Linda Winchell
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The Little Girl's Song

Do not mind my crying, Papa, I am not crying for pain.
Do not mind my shaking, Papa, I am not shaking with fear;
Tho' the wild wild wind is bideous to hear,
And I see the snow and the rain.
When will you come back again,
Papa, Papa?

Somebody else that you love, Papa,
Somebody else that you dearly love
Is weary, like me, because you're away.
Sometimes I see her lips tremble and move,
And I seem to know what they're going to say;
And every day, and all the long day,
I long to cry, 'Oh Mamma, Mamma,
When will Papa come back again?'
But before I can say it I see the pain
Creeping up on her white white cheek,
As the sweet sad sunshine creeps up the white wall,
And then I am sorry, and fear to speak;
And slowly the pain goes out of her cheek,
As the sad sweet sunshine goes from the wall.
Oh, I wish I were grown up wise and tall,
That I might throw my arms round her neck
And say, 'Dear Mamma, oh, what is it all
That I see and see and do not see
In your white white face all the livelong day?'
But she hides her grief from a child like me.
When will you come back again,
Papa, Papa?

Where were you going, Papa, Papa?
All this long while have you been on the sea?
When she looks as if she saw far away,
Is she thinking of you, and what does she see?
Are the white sails blowing,
And the blue men rowing,
And are you standing on the high deck
Where we saw you stand till the ship grew gray,
And we watched and watched till the ship was a speck,
And the dark came first to you, far away?
I wish I could see what she can see,
But she hides her grief from a child like me.
When will you come back again,
Papa, Papa?

Don't you remember, Papa, Papa,
How we used to sit by the fire, all three,
And she told me tales while I sat on her knee,
And heard the winter winds roar down the street,
And knock like men at the window pane,
And the louder they roared, oh, it seemed more sweet
To be warm and warm as we used to be,
Sitting at night by the fire, all three?
When will you come back again,
Papa, Papa?

Papa, I like to sit by the fire;
Why does she sit far away in the cold?
If I had but somebody wise and old,
That every day I might cry and say,
'Is she changed, do you think, or do I forget?
Was she always as white as she is to-day?
Did she never carry her head up higher?'
Papa, Papa, if I could but know!
Do you think her voice was always so low?
Did I always see what I seem to see
When I wake up at night and her pillow is wet?
You used to say her hair it was gold-
It looks like silver to me.
But still she tells the same tale that she told,
She sings the same songs when I sit on her knee,
And the house goes on as it went long ago,
When we lived together, all three.
Sometimes my heart seems to sink, Papa,
And I feel as if I could be happy no more.
Is she changed, do you think, Papa,
Or did I dream she was brighter before?
She makes me remember my snowdrop, Papa,
That I forgot in thinking of you,
The sweetest snowdrop that ever I knew!
But I put it out of the sun and the rain:
It was green and white when I put it away,
It had one sweet bell and green leaves four;
It was green and white when I found it that day,
It had one pale bell and green leaves four,
But I was not glad of it any more.
Was it changed, do you think, Papa,
Or did I dream it was brighter before?

Do not mind my crying, Papa,
I am not crying for pain.
Do not mind my shaking, Papa,
I am not shaking for fear;
Tho' the wild wild wind is hideous to hear,
And I see the snow and the rain.
When will you come back again,
Papa, Papa?

poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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The Tale On God And Love

for Koray Aker

dreaming of a bird on the face, darling
I long for your eyes
hunting on the share
hunting for song,
I'm get nothing...

but
I know there's place
that god keeps in his memory
not everybody is told the mystery of love
but I know there's place
where fading love will be bright again

I am silent
in the middle of a prayer
the answer of the big question is demanding
I am talking to god,
if he answers, I am crazy
if he doesn't, I am lonely

poem by Mete Tasoglu
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Dont Worry Baby

Well its been building up inside of me
For oh I dont know how long
I dont know why
But I keep thinking
Somethings bound to go wrong
But she looks in my eyes
And makes me realize
And she says dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Everything will turn out alright
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
I guess I shouldve kept my mouth shut
When I started to brag about my car
But I cant back down now
I pushed the other guys too far
She makes me come alive
And makes me wanna drive
When she says dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Everything will turn out alright
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
She told me baby, when you race today
Just take along my love with you
And if you know how much I loved you
Baby nothing could go wrong with you
Oh what she does to me
When she makes love to me
And she says dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Everything will turn out alright
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Smile

Daddy says "Come and sit on my knee"
Daddy says "You're the only girl for me"
'Cos Amelia, "You're Daddy's favourite girl"
Amelia, "Daddy loves his little girl"
Daddy comes in the dark of night
Daddy say "Don't be scared, it'll be alright"
Amelia, "Daddy hates to see you cry"
Amelia, "You're the apple of Daddy's eye"
Daddy says "Dry your tears and give me a smile"
Daddy says "If you're good I'll hold you awhile"
'Cos Amelia, "You're daddy's precious girl"
Amelia, "Daddy loves to love his little girl"
"Daddy, tell me Daddy,
Is this really love?"
Daddy says "Don't tell Mama what I do to you"
Daddy says "If you do I'll beat you black and blue"
'Cos Amelia, "You make Daddy feel like a man"
Amelia, "Daddy loves you more than Mummy can"
"Daddy, tell me, Daddy,
How can you call this love?"
Amelia
Damn your Daddy to hell

song performed by by Monkees
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A Hundred Years

Baby sweet baby
Wont you please
Come on back home to me
Ive been so lonely
These few days feel like
A hundred years
How you make me worry baby
How you make me worry about you
Here I am Im knowing
That I cant live without you
Here I am thinking
Someday we make this a long time thing
Here I am Im knowing
That I would do most anything
If you keep on loving me
Baby
Baby sweet baby
Ive been waiting
Seem like waiting is all I do
Dont say you wont come back to me
And make me have to go aout chasing after you
We get in a fight
You stay out late
You have no idea
How much you make me worry baby
Called everyone in town
I think you know
So come on now
Come on come on
Back home
Baby sweet baby
Im a fool in love
But I still got my pride too
Ill wait a little longer
Ill suffer for my heart
Then Ill go find someone to worry about me
As much as I worry about you

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Hunting High And Low

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Hunting High and Low:
Here I am
And within the reach of my hand
She's sound asleep
And she's sweeter now
Than the wildest dream
Could have seen her
And I watch her slipping away
But I know I'll be
Hunting high and low
Ah there's no end
To the lengths I'll go to
Hunting high and low
Ah there's no end
To the lengths I'll go
To find her again
Upon this my dreams are depending
Through the dark
I sense the pounding of her heart
Next to mine
She's the sweetest love
I could find
So I guess I'll be
Hunting high and low
Ah, there's no end
To lengths I'll go to
High and low
Ah, do you know what it means
To love you
I'm hunting high and low
And now she's telling me
She's got to go away
I'll always be hunting high and low
Only for you (And now she's telling me)
Watch me tearing myself to pieces
Hunting high and low
Ah, there's no end
To lengths I'll go to
For you I'll be hunting high and low

song performed by by A-Ha
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Don't Worry Baby

Well it's been building up inside of me for
oh, I don't know how long.
I don't know why but I keep thinking
Something's bound to go wrong
But she looks in my eyes
And makes me realise
When she says
Don't worry baby.
Everything will turn out all right.
Don't worry baby.
I guess I should've kept my mouth shut
when I started to brag about my car.
But I can't back down now
Because I pushed the other guys too far.
She makes me come alive
And makes me want to drive
When she says
Don't worry baby.
Everything will turn out all right.
Don't worry baby.
Now she told me baby when you race today
Just take along my love with you.
And if you knew how much I loved you baby
Nothing could go wrong with you
Oh what she does to me
when she makes to love to me
And she says
Don't worry baby.
Everything will turn out all right.
Don't worry baby.
Don't worry baby.
Everything will turn out all right.
Don't worry baby.

song performed by by Zed
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Beneath The Surface

(j.p. maunick)
Here I sit and watch the crowds go by
Papa da papa papa yeah
But theres only one face I can see
If only they would understand
Papa da papa papa yeah
Id open the door and let him in
Chorus:
How long can I hide, what Im feeling inside
My love is a river, thats got to make its way into sea
This feeling cant hide, lord knows Ive tried
Beneath the surface
Beneath the surface
I try, though I know Im hanging on a string
Papa da papa papa yeah
Youre the only one thing on my mind
Keeps floating to a distant shore
Papa da papa papa yeah
As I go on denying myself
Chorus
Oh, keeps turning round in my mind
Oh, round and round in my mind
Here I sit and watch the crowds go by
Papa da papa papa yeah
But theres only one face I can see
Chorus x 2

song performed by by Incognito
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It's Sweet

Down on the lower east side
In the dirtiest apartment you could find
You took me up to your place
But the elevator threw me into space
And I really didn't even ask
What time it was
I could tell 'er we'd draw the curtain back
It's sweet
How you believe
You're in love with me
You're in love with me
You come 'round, open the gate
To a million empty bottles on the sink
You can over think any thing you want
But it really doesn't matter
'Cause it's sweet
To believe
You're in love with me
You're in love with me
In the early night
I catch you starin'
And you make a joke about it
It's sweet
How you believe
You're in love with me
You're in love with me
It's sweet
How you believe
You're in love with me
You're in love with me

song performed by by Liz Phair
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Need Your Love So Bad

Sting's version:
Need some one's hands to help me through the night
Need some one's arms to hold and squeeze me tight
'Cause when the night begins and I'm at an end
That's when I need your love so bad
Need your sweet voice to whisper in my ear
Need your gentle fingertips babe to wipe away my tears
Cause when the lights are low and it's time to go
That's when I need your love so bad
Why don't you give it up
And bring it all back home to me baby
write it on a piece of me paper
So it can be read to me
Tell me that you love me
Cause you're allmost driving me mad
Oh, because I need, I need your love so bad
Need your sweet voice to help me through the night
You don't have to worry baby
Cause you know everything is gonna be all right
When the lights are low and it's time to go
That's when I need your love so bad
I need.... solo
Why don't you give it up
And bring it all back home to me baby
Write it on a piece of me paper
So it can be read to me
Tell me that you love me
Cause you're allmost driving me mad
Oh, because I need, I need your love so bad
Need your sweet lipos to help me through the night
You don't have to worry baby
Cause you know everything is gonna be all right
Listen to my plea bring it to me
Because I need your love so bad

song performed by by Sting
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Papa-Omm-Mow-Mow

Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow
The Beach Boys
Frazier/White/Wilson, Jr./Harris
The last time we were up here
We did a song by another group of guys
We like very much
A real friendly group of guys
Called the Rivingtons
Their song is called "Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow"
A papa-oom-mow-mow
A papa-oom-mow-mow
A papa-oom-mow-mow
A papa-oom-mow-mow
Funniest sound I ever heard
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
But I can't understand a single word
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Well if he's serious or if he's playin'
Woo my my it's all he's sayin
Papa-papa-hoooo
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-papa-hoooo
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Well say there pop, say what's your name?
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Well don't you come around and show your face
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
But hearing the sound I can't figure it out
Oo-wee this sound makes me stop and shout
Papa-papa-hoooo
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-papa-hoooo
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
Doot doot doot
Doot doot doot
A papa-papa-papa-papa-oom-mow-mow
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Doot doot doot
Well I hear this sound everywhere I go
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
From the record, TV, or the radio
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
But now it's spreadin' all through the land
I still can't seem to understand
Papa-papa-hoooo
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-papa-hoooo
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-hoooo
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-papa-hoooo
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-hoooo
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)
Papa-papa-papa-hoooo
Doot doot doot
(A papa-oom-mow-mow a papa-oom-mow-mow)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Never Should Have Trusted Him

watching from my window looking through the rain
i see him hitting and beating her. i really want to do something but i know i cant
i try blocking my ears and closing my eyes it hurts to much to here her and watch her be in pain
if he keeps this up i know she wont be here long
i hated i ever trusted him! everything i ever did wasted and gone!
i look at him, screaming and crying yelling over and over i hate you dad!
i wipe a tear from my eye i hate it that he’s doing this to mom! its really hurts inside, and makes me really mad!
mommy never did anything to you i scream
i cant take anymore so i curl into the back of the room, closing my eyes wishing this will be nothing but a dream
as i rock back and forth i think over and over what mommy could of done to make daddy this way
i scream as loud as possible i hate this day
then i look out the window and I'm so shocked to see daddy with that gun
its not a toy one me and him use to play with and have fun
he’s pointing it at mommy she doesn’t know what to do i look at her and can tell she has no clue
i think to my self yelling over and over what can i do
i get an idea and run into the rain
mommy’s always telling me to be a man not a boy so i stand there ready to take this pain
i see him getting ready to shoot and run in front of her i fall to the ground as the bullet goes in me
there both shocked not knowing what to do he cant believe he really did this i here him over my screams say” how could this be'
i look up at them taking my last few breaths of life
i lie to them so they wont be afraid 'don’t worry mom its not that bad just feels like a prick from a knife'
she cries down at me
i look up at dad and ask him t please let me and mom be
he walks away and i look up at my mom
'mom i lover you your the best, your the bomb'
i couldn’t let him do that to you
you really should of knew
that i wouldn’t let him hurt you
me and her share one last hug i whisper to her right before i die
don’t worry mom don’t cry well be together again some day everything will be fine

poem by Vicky Whitt
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Families

(hows the family)
(hows the family)
Mama, you tell me hows the family
And papa, tell me how things going by you
And little baby sister, I heard that you got married
And I heard that you had yourself a little baby girl, too
And heres some uncles and some cousins I know vaguely
And would you believe my old dog chelseas here, too
And would you believe nobody in this family
Wanted to keep her
And now that dogs more of a part of this family
Then I am, too
I dont come home much anymore
No-no-no I dont come home much anymore
Mama
And mama, I know how disappointed you are
And papa, I know that you feel the same way, too
And no-no-no-no-no I still havent got married
And no-no-no theres no grandson planned here for you
And by the way, daddy tell me hows the business
I understand that your stock shes growing very high
No, daddy, youre not a poor man anymore
And I hope youll realize that before you die
Because I dont come home much anymore
No-no-no-no-no I dont come home much no more
But daddy
And please-please-please-please-please
Come on lets not start this business again
I know how much you resent the life that I have
But one more time, I dont want the family business
Dont want to inherit it upon the day that you die
Really, daddy should have given it to my sister
You know elisabeth, you know elisabeth
She has a better head for those things than i
She lives practically around the corner
Thats really the kind of child you could be proud of
But papa, I know that this visits a mistake
Theres nothing here we have in common, except our name
And families that live out in the suburbs
Often make each other cry
And I dont think that Ill come home much anymore
No-no, I dont think Ill come home much again
Mama
Papa
Families
Often make each other cry
No, I dont think that Ill come home much anymore
(hows the families)

song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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