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Proud of your boy |
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I'll make you proud of your boy |
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Believe me, bad as I've been, Ma |
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You're in for a pleasant surprise |
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I've wasted time |
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I've wasted me |
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So say I'm slow for my age |
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A late bloomer, Okay, I agree |
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That I've been one rotten kid |
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Some son, some pride and some joy |
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But I'll get over these lousin' up |
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Messin' up, screwin' up times |
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You'll see, Ma, now comes the better part |
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Someone's gonna make good |
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Cross his stupid heart |
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Make good and finally make you |
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Proud of your boy |
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Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer |
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You won't get a fight here, no ma'am |
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Say I'm a goldbrick, a goof-off, no good |
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But that couldn't be all that I am |
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Water flows under the bridge |
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Let it pass, let it go |
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There's no good reason that you should believe me |
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Not yet, I know, but |
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Someday and soon |
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I'll make you proud of your boy |
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Though I can't make myself taller |
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Or smarter or handsome or wise |
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I'll do my best, what else can I do ? |
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Since I wasn't born perfect like Dad or you |
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Mom, I will try to |
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Try hard to make you |
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Proud of your boy |