Clothes Line
After a while we took in the clothes,
Nobody said very much.
Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants
Which nobody really wanted to touch.
Mama come in and picked up a book
An papa asked her what it was.
Someone else asked, what do you care?
Papa said, well, just because.
Then they started to take back their clothes,
Hang em on the line.
It was january the thirtieth
And everybody was feelin fine.
The next day everybody got up
Seein if the clothes were dry.
The dogs were barking, a neighbor passed,
Mama, of course, she said, hi!
Have you heard the news? he said, with a grin,
The vice-presidents gone mad!
Where? downtown. when? last night.
Hmm, say, thats too bad!
Well, theres nothin we can do about it, said the neighbor,
Its just somethin were gonna have to forget.
Yes, I guess so, said ma,
Then she asked me if the clothes was still wet.
I reached up, touched my shirt,
And the neighbor said, are those clothes yours?
I said, some of em, not all of em.
He said, ya always help out around here with the chores?
I said, sometime, not all the time.
Then my neighbor, he blew his nose
Just as papa yelled outside,
Mama wants you t come back in the house and bring them clothes.
Well, I just do what Im told,
So, I did it, of course.
I went back in the house and mama met me
And then I shut all the doors.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Tell Me Again
Tell me again papa,
Of how my life was taken, .
Tell me again papa of how reality was shaken.
Tell me again mama,
Of how my life ended.
Tell me again mama,
Of how my human instincts faded.
Tell me again papa,
Of how I took my true form.
tell me again papa,
About the blackness of the storm.
Tell me again mama,
Of how you teet sunk into my skin.
tell me again mama,
Of how I came to win.
Tell me again papa,
About the pain that gave me forever.
Tell me again pap,
Of how you made me so clever.
Tell me again mama,
Of all the time we have to share in our own empire.
tell me again mama,
Oh how I became a vampire.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Tell Mama
(carter/terrel/daniel)
You thought you had found a good girl
One to love you and give you the world
Now youve found that youve been misused
Talk to me Ill do what you choose
I want you to tell mama all about it
Tell mama what you need
Tell mama what you want
And Ill make everything all right
That girl you had didnt have much sense
She wasnt worth all the time that you spent
She had another man throw you out doors
Now the same man is wearing your clothes
I want you to tell mama all about it
Tell mama what you need
Tell mama what you want
And Ill make everything all right
She would embarass you anywhere
She let everybody know she didnt care
Give me a chance Im begging you
I just wanna take care of you
Come on and tell mama all about it
Tell mama what you need
Tell mama what you want
Tell mama just what you want right now
Come on and tell mama all about it
Tell mama what you need
Tell mama what you want
Tell mama just what you want right now
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Papa Was A Rolling Stone
Papa was a rollin' stone
It was the third of september
That day i'll always remember, yes I will
'cause that was the day that my daddy died
Never had a chance to see him, no
Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
Mama, i'm depending on you to tell me the truth
Mama just hung her head and said
Chorus
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone (repeat)
Hey, mama, is it true what they say
That papa never worked a day in his life
Some bad talk going around sayin'
Papa had there outside children
And another wife
That ain't right
Heard some talk about papa and his storefront
Preachin'
Talkin' about saving souls and all the time
Leaching
And dealing in dirt
Stealin' in the name of the lord
But mama she just said
Chorus
Say, I heard my papa was a jack of all trades
Is that what sent papa to an early grave?
Folks say papa would beg, borrow or steal just
To pay his bills.
Hey, mama, folks say papa was never much on thinkin'
Spent most of his time chansin' women and drinkin'
But mother, i'm depending on you to tell me the
Truth
But my mama she just said
Chorus(2x)
song performed by by George Michael
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About Mama and Papa on Those Crucial Times...
the last day was crucial
it was excruciating,
i saw papa kicked mama
and mama fell down the
path
she was moving out from home
she could not take him anymore
everything was over
practically, , ,
the dogs barked
hating papa
they perhaps thought
he was a total stranger in
his own house
and they do not recognize
him as their
master anymore...
i walked away from home
on that crucial day
i did not want to know
what happened after
i heard papa died in
all pain
you told me that there was
that inevitable conclusion
that papa never loved mama
despite their five children
and 50 years...
i never believed you
i decided never to believe you
i believed that face in the mirror
half is papa's
the other half is mama's
how can there be two of them in me
if they never really loved each other?
they were sick and tired
those were the reasons
they forgot
that was the cause...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Papa Was A Rollin' Stone
it was the third of september
that day I'll always remember, yes I will
'cause that was the day that my daddy died
never had a chance to see him, no
never heard nothing but bad things about him
mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
mama just hung her head and said
chorus
"papa was a rollin' stone
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died
all he left us was alone"
(repeat)
hey, mama, is it true what they say
that papa never worked aday in his life
some bad talk going around sayin'
papa had three outside children
and another wife
that ain't right
heard some talk about papa and his storefront
preachin'
talkin' about saving souls and all the time
leachin'
and dealing in dirt
stealin' in the name of the Lord
but mama she just said
chorus
say I heard my papa was a jack of all trades
is that what papa sent to an early grave?
folks say papa would beg, borrow or steal just
to pay his bills
hey, mama, folks say papa was never much in thinkin'
spent most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'
but mother, I'm depending on you
to tell me the truth
but my mama she just said
chorus (2x)
song performed by by George Michael
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God Bless This Child
Billie Holiday / Arthur Herzog Jr.
Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
He just worry 'bout nothin'
Cause he's got his own
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Kyrie, mass in c. k 427, Mozart
Papa is dead.
He is following mama.
His coffin is white
And shiny
Very much like
That of mama
In kyrie
The soprano
Sings for papa
In the church
For his last
Day today.
All seems to be white.
Pure, o they were
Purely in love
When they were
Alive, they always
Quarrel, papa kicks
Mama and mama
Bites him in return
They seem not to
Endure each other’s
Presence and each
Would want to
Kill each other.
Mama died first
And papa takes
Her picture and
Keeps it in his
Pocket and he
(mind you)
cries all night
papa loved mama
mama loved papa
after all.
Listen to the song
Of kyrie
Amadeus Mozart
A hymn for the
Dead who cannot endure
Each other when
They were once alive.
Until now, it is something
That I cannot understand.
I listen to kyrie
The soprano taking us to the tip of the mountain
Her human voice
Topping my puzzlement of it all
Why in death, why after death,
We realize the person that we miss
When he is gone, we say we love him most.
Papa loved mama after all
We loved papa after all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tell Mama
Alright!!!
Alright!!!
I'm ready, man!
Whoaa yeah!!!
You thought you had found yourself a good girl,
One who would love you and give you the world.
Then you find, babe, that you've been misused,
Come to me, honey, i'll do what you choose.
I want you to
Well, tell mama
All about it.
Well, tell mama
What you need
Tell your mama, babe,
What you want.
Tell your mama, babe.
What you need
What you want.
What you need
What you want
Whoa! an' i'll make everything alright.
That girl you didn't have no sense, babe,
Wasn't worth all the time that you spent.
That same man he throwed you outdoors,
I just heard that he quartered your clothes, hey!
Well, tell mama
All about it.
Tell mama
What you need.
Tell your mama, babe,
What you want
Tell your mama, babe.
What you need
What you want
What you need
What you want,
Whoaaa! an' i'll make everything alright, babe.
Whoaa... rock & roll!
... baby,
Wasn't worth all the time that you spent.
And that same man that throwed you outdoors,
I just heard that he torn all your clothes, hey.
Well, tell mama
All about it
Tell mama
What you need
Tell your mama, babe
What you want
Tell your mama, babe
What you need
What you want
What you need
What you want
Anything i can do
Anything i can do for you.
Tell your mama, babe!
Your mama, babe!
Your mama, babe!
Your mama, babe!
Hey your mama, babe!
Tell your mama, babe!
Tell your mama, babe!
Tell your mama, babe!
Hey!
Every time you get lonely, lonely, lonely,
Every time you get lonely sometime.
Every time you get lonely, lonely, lonely,
Every time you get lonely sometime.
Every time you got to cry, cry,
Every time you gotta cry.
Every time you got to cry, cry, cry,
Every day, lord.
And i'd figured
I'll tell you, when you go lonely, an' i figure everybody does, right ?
Because as a matter of fact everybody does.
I figure if you're a woman
Man if you're really a woman
You already know what you need, man.
You already know what you're looking for,
Man, i found out out at fourteen years old
And i been lookin' for it every since, too, man.
But, if you happen to be a young cat,
You know like about seventeen years old, just about
If you happen to be a young cat and you ain't figured it out yet,
I'll tell you what you need, baby,
When you got those strange thoughts in your head
You got those strange little weirdenesses happening to you, you don't know what they are
I'll tell ya what you need
You need a sweet lovin' mama, babe,
Honey, sweet talkin' mama, babe.
You need a sweet lovin' mama, babe.
Honey, sweet talkin' mama, babe.
You need someone to listen to you,
Someone to want you,
Someone to hold you
Someone to need you
Someone to use you
Someone to want you
Someone to need you
Someone to hold you
Someone to want you
Someone to hold you
You need a mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, baby
Lordy, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama.
Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, yeah!
Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, yeah!
Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, yeah!
Tell mama all about it
Tell mama all about it
What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
Anything i can do
Anything i can do
Tell your mama, babe
Yeah your mama babe!
Whoa mama babe!
Whoa mama babe!
Whoa mama babe!
Whoa mama babe!
Whoa mama babe!
Whoa mama babe!
Whaa mama babe!
Yeah
An' i'll make everything alright, yeah!
Hey! yeah!
This is a song i heard years ago by the great nina simone, and i always wanted to do it, so i did it, and i'm gonna do it again right now.
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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That's All Right
Well that's all right mama,
That's all right for you.
Yeh that's all right mama,
Just anyway you do.
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all right my mama,
Anyway you do.
Well mama she done told me,
Papa done told me too.
Son that gal you're fooling with,
She ain't no girl for you.
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all right my mama,
Anyway you do.
I'm leaving town baby,
I'm leaving town for sure,
Then you won't be bothered
With me hanging round your door.
That's all right,
That's all right.
Yeh that's all right my mama,
Anyway you do.
Well that's all right mama,
Yeah that's all right for you.
That's all right mama,
Just anyway you do.
That's all right,
That's all right,
That's all right my mama,
Anyway you do.
Dee dee dee dee dee dee,
Da da dee dee dee,
Da da dee dee dee,
I need your loving.
That's all right.
Well that's all right my mama,
Anyway you do.
Yeh that's all right my mama,
Anyway you do.
song performed by by Beatles
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God Bless The Child
Billie holiday / arthur herzog jr.
Them thats got shall get
Them thats not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child thats got his own
Thats got his own
Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets dont ever make the grade
Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child thats got his own
Thats got his own
Money, youve got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When youre gone, spending ends
They dont come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But dont take too much
Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child thats got his own
Thats got his own
Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child thats got his own
Thats got his own
He just worry bout nothin
Cause hes got his own
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Tell Mama
Your dogs ain't found a good girl, one that love you and give you warning
Now you find that you been misused, well how many girls can think all right
She'd embarrass you anywhere, she'd make her friends think that she didn't care
Give me the chance and I'd been begging
And I just want to take care of you and I want you to
Tell Mama, all about it, tell Mama, what you need
Tell Mama, what you want and how that girl does things all right
Let me hear you say "Yash"
The girl you had didn't have no sense,
she wasn't worth all the time you spent
Had another man kick you out the door,
now that same dude is wearing your clothes
Tell your Mama, what you want, tell your Mama, what you need
Tell your Mama, what you got to have
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Got To Know The Woman
I just met a woman on my way home
She just blew my mind
My heart was a-pumpin
I mean all the way home
Got to know the woman
Whoa I got to know the woman
I love the way you move
You make-a make me feel like a man
(you know you make me make me feel like a man)
Love the way youre lookin
You look like you like it, too
(you know you look like you like it, too)
Got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Ooooooooooo
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
If you feel the feel I feel
Haha you dig the feel of me
(you know you look like you dig feelin me)
Love the way you feel dear
Ah, you make a make a man out of me
(you make you make a man out of me)
Come on
Come on come on and do the chicken
I mean ah ha ha ha ha ha
Baby, Im gonna tell you somethin right now
You got so much soul you blow my mind
Oh baby
Theres just one thing I want to say
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Ooooooooooo
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(oh yeah! yeah!)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Mama Is A Crazy Girl
Mama is a crazy girl,
my children sometimes sing;
when Mama dances on the table
snakes hanging from her head.
When Mama's friends wear business suits,
her Mama is the rage
of teenage girls who want her clothes,
tie-dyed, faux fur, and mesh.
Mama is a crazy girl
when she says what's in her heart;
when others only whisper,
Mama can't hold back a shout.
At cocktail parties, mama smiles
and politely chits and chats,
while seeking an accomplice
to make a secret pact -
to have some fun wherever she is,
to not let boredom swell,
no silly rules, or performing fools,
her Mama is herself.
Mama is a crazy girl,
a crazy girl,
a crazy girl.
Mama is a crazy girl,
and there's no denying that.
(1989)
poem by L.C. Vieira
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Sexual Revolution
everybody shake it
time to be free amongst yourselves
your mama told you to be discreet
and keep your freak to yourself
but your mama lied to you all this time
she knows as well as you and I
you've got to express what is taboo in you
and share your freak with the rest of us
cause it's a beautiful thang
this is my sexual revolution
everybody shake it
time to be free amongst yourselves
your mama told you to be discreet
and keep your freak to yourself
but your mama lied to you all this time
she knows as well as you and I
you've got to express what is taboo in you
and share your freak with the rest of us
cause it's a beautiful thang
this is my sexual revolution
everybody break it
every rule every constriction
my papa told me to be home by now
but my party has just begun
maybe he'll understand
that I got to be
to be the freak that god made me
so many thangz I want to try
got to do them before I die
this is my sexual revolution
I'm so funkin' beautiful
especially when I take my clothes off
I'm so funkin' beautiful
especially when I take my clothes off
sexual revolution
got to do them before I die
got to do them before I die
song performed by by Macy Gray from The ID
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Big Railroad Blues
Well my mama told me, my papa told me too,
Now my mama told me, papa told me too,
Well I shouldnt be here tryin to sing these railroad blues.
Wish I had alistened to what my mama said,
Wish I had alistened to what my mama said,
Well I wouldnt be here tryin to sleep in this cold iron bed.
Well I went to the depot, I never got there on time,
Went down to the depot, never got there on time.
Well my train done left, shes a rollin down the line.
Mister jailer go away now, dont tell me no lies,
Mister jailer go away, dont tell me no lies,
When the trains going down, shes rollin down the line.
Well my mama told me, my papa told me too,
Now my mama told me, papa told me too,
Well I shouldnt be here tryin to sing these railroad blues.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Tell Your Mama Come
Everybody gather 'round, this is a test
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
(Will)
Yo, you and you, you and you and you
All of y'all invited to come kick it with my crew
I get you all excited if I tell you what we do
Just come along and tell everybody no matter who
Spread the word, by the chitter chat
And go like this, and kinda go like that
It's taking place inside and outside
In your house, in your ride
Gotta get it, get it right
And that's the way it went
It's only evident
And the music's been sent
To move your ligament
Show you down to us
C'mon baby shake that thang
We ain't tryin' to hold nobody back
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
Tell your sister come
Tell your cousin come
Tell your homie come
Cuz y'all can come along
Nigga come along
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
Tell your sister come
Tell your cousin come
Tell your homie come
Cuz they can come along
Really y'all can come along
(Apl De Ap)
This is an invitation
So gather up your crew
We goin' on a mission
Provided by the who (who)
The three amigos
Doin' our way like Carlitto's
I'm seein' Se?oritas
Send some me the Se?oritos
So grab her by the hand
And make her feel the jam
It's like a salsa dance
Hotter than some desert sands
So baby sway
Dilate me like my people
Come and unify
The reason this we are equal
And if you're feelin' down
We're here to pick you up
You can shake it off
Baby just tell me what's up
Let me help you out
Or you can turn your back
We don't wanna hold nobody back
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
Tell your sister come
Tell your cousin come
Tell your homie come
Cuz they can come along
Hey y'all can come along
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
Tell your sister come
Tell your cousin come
Tell your homie come
Cuz they can come along
All of y'all can come along
And join in the fun
Come along and join in the fun
Come along and join in the fun
Come along c' c'
We gonna be
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
(Taboo)
(Speaking in Spanish)
(Will)
Yo, my man Taboo
Look they don't understand
Why don't you flip it up
And switch it back to English man
(Taboo)
Well come all of y'all
To our festival
The emotion is
Like a carnival
Music all the around
The world is gettin' down
Everyone's aight
And they dig the sound
So my chicharon in saturated fat
We ain't tryin' to hold nobody back
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
Tell your sister come
Tell your cousin come
Tell your homie come
Cuz they can come along
All of y'all can come along
(Repeat)
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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I Love My India
La la……la la… lalallala……..
Lala……lala……lallalalaa…
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my teachers,
I love my friends,
But most of all,
I love my brother.
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my books
I love my plays
But most of all,
I love my cycle
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my country
I love my brothers
I love my sisters
But most of all,
I love my family
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my India aaaa
Aaaa ho ho ho
Thank you
poem by I.p. Gopikrishnan Pisharody
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Before You Accuse Me
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
You say Ive been buyin another woman clothes,
But youve been talkin to someone else.
I called your mama bout three or four nights ago.
I called your mama bout three or four nights ago.
Your mama said, son,
Dont call my daughter no more.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
You say Ive been buyin another woman clothes,
But youve been takin money from someone else.
Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time.
Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time.
Youve been gone away so long,
Im just about to lose my mind.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
You say Ive been buyin another woman clothes,
But youve been talkin to someone else.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Thats All Right, Mama
(words & music by arthur crudup)
Well, thats all right, mama
Thats all right for you
Thats all right mama, just anyway you do
Well, thats all right, thats all right.
Thats all right now mama, anyway you do
Mama she done told me,
Papa done told me too
son, that gal your foolin with,
She aint no good for you
But, thats all right, thats all right.
Thats all right now mama, anyway you do
Im leaving town, baby
Im leaving town for sure
Well, then you wont be bothered with
Me hanging round your door
Well, thats all right, thats all right.
Thats all right now mama, anyway you do
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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God Bless The Child
Written by Billie Holiday
Then that's got shall get,
them that's not shall loose,
so the Bible said and it still is news.
Mama may have, papa may have,
but God bless the child that's got his own,
that's got his own.
Well the strong gets more,
while the weak ones fade,
empty pokets don't ever make the grade.
Mama may have, papa may have,
but God bless the child that's got his own,
that's got his own.
Money, you've got lots of friends
crowding round your door
when it's gone and spending ends
they don't come round no more
Rich relations give
crusts of bread and such
you can help yourself
but don't take too much
Mama may have, papa may have,
but God bless the child that's got his own,
that's got his own.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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