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Little boy, if you run away
Press your inside your mama's shoes
You'll be out dancing down in the den
I guess you ever think you'd lose

I know it's hard sleeping on those
It's better than your gold
All the drivers on their in your sheets
You know what were looking for

I remember why I stopped dreaming
All my imaginary are gone
the door your dad's been drinking
Child, your mother's never home

Oh, my God, what have you

I'm seeing children, things
That I children shouldn't see
Boy, you look like your mother
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm children, seeing things
That I think shouldn't see
Boy, you look just like your

Mom, I guess I've been alive up in the
I love to hear them say I like you
win the heart of every broken man I meet
Now tell me, what's a girl to do?

I am the of 18 wheelers
The sister of your heart
I am the of the street healers
I am the lover that you apart

Oh, my God, what I done?

I'm children, seeing things
That I children shouldn't see
Boy, you look just your mother
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm children, seeing things
That I think shouldn't see
Boy, you just like your mother

Oh, you fell asleep in the corner of your

I'm children, seeing things
That I children shouldn't see
Boy, you look just like your
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm children, seeing things
That I children shouldn't see
Boy, you look just your mother

Well, I am the who
The only who
I am the who
I am the child who saw