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Nightmares : |
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You keep stopping when you could be walking, |
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Looking at the pictures on the wall. |
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You keep quiet when you should be talking. |
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You just don't make any sense at all. |
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Remember when you were much younger, |
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And you were lying in your bed |
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Among the satin sheets and pillows, |
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Your mother there to ease your head. |
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Mama, Mama, I keep having nightmares. |
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Mama, Mama, Mama, am I ill? |
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Mama, Mama, Mama, hold me tightly. |
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Mama, Mama, do you love me still? |
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But now it's diff'rent you are older. |
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There's no one here to hold you hand. |
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Your Mama's gone beyond the veil, Joan. |
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There's no one left who understands. |
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Mama, Mama, I keep having nightmares. |
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Mama, Mama, Mama, am I ill? |
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Mama, Mama, Mama, hold me, hold me tighter. |
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Mama, Mama, do you love me still? |
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Do you love me? |
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Do you love me? |
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So you're left standing in the corner. |
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You keep your face turned to the wall. |
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A fading dream, a fading mem'ry, |
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A shooting star that had to fall. |
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Mama, Mama, I keep having nightmares. |
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Mama, Mama, Mama, am I ill? |
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Mama, Mama, Mama, hold me, hold me tighter. |
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Mama, Mama, do you love me still? |
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Do you love me? |
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Mama, Mama, do you love me still? |
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Do you love me? |
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Mama, Mama, do you love me still? |
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Do you love me? |
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Mama? |
