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She thinks she knows you |
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She thinks she owns you |
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She wants everything to be |
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The way she told you |
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Of course she loves you |
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Worries about you |
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She'll smother you 'till you're chokin' |
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Tell me, don't you |
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Say Mama, tell me why |
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Has pleasure got to rhyme with sacrifice? |
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You had your ways |
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I have mine |
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Your little girls a woman |
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Don't you realize? |
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Of course she loves you |
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She adores you |
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She'll smother you 'till you're chokin' |
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Tell me, don't you? |
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She'll try to cage you |
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She'll enrage you |
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Walking 'round your life |
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Deciding for you |
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Sometimes she'll praise you |
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Sometimes she'll scorn you |
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Her dreams from yesterday |
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Could have destroyed you |
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Now Mama, tell me why? |
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Has pleasure got to rhyme with sacrifice? |
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You had your days |
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I have mine |
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Your little girl's a woman now ... |
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For quite some time |