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Baby Reflects
Contributed by
Franciswolf
on
Sunday, 31st December 2006 @ 12:05:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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Ill call them back next Tuesday Just to say things are about the same But I cant really talk right now though When I can Ill let them know But I really gotta go
You know you gave me everything Just to watch me runaway Theres something bitter about what we do Just so when its through They can say, Were so proud of you Were so proud of you
Another message in my mailbox I keep forgetting to make the call He always says, Youll regret when Im gone I doubt hes wrong Always right with his wisdom
You know you gave me everything Just to watch me runaway Theres something bitter about what we do Just so when its through They can say, Were so proud of you Were so proud of you
Home for Christmas and Im fast asleep Shes naggin about my dirty clothes I just throw them on the floor She cant pick them up anymore No baby to be cleaning for
You know you gave me everything Just to watch me runaway Theres something bitter about what we do Just so when its through They can say, Were so proud of you Were so proud of you
They say we grow up so fast You turn your back and time flies by It must be a sight for the ones who knew That little you And now have got nothing else to do Cept say, Were so proud of you Were so proud of you
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Franciswolf
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2006-12-31 12:05:37] (Date/Time posted on
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