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My friends, my dear friendsAnd lovers, oh my loversI'd leave you for themThey got a hand on my backMama has money now and Mama has friendsShe's making rags for some uptown hagsWith their money in bagsAnd why are you so sad?Why are you always so sad?Why do I not understand?Why don't I see what it is you see?Why can I live and just be?I'm full of guiltI am full of guiltYou're very tall, you're very handsomeYou have it all, your skin smells like manAnd I, you never know how I acheYou will never know how I acheDon't touch that in graceEver considered the sea?Letras de cancionesI heard you had to be strongWhy not float around with me?It won't take you so longYou can go where I'm atYou can hang around with meAnd a few good men will go where they allWhere they all not beAnd a few good mothers go for what they,What they all not teachAnd I long for a touch or reminder of us but,But it must not beAnd a few strong branches over water reach for what they all not reachI hope your mother knows where it is you have beenI hope your mother knows what it is you have seenShe'd be so proudShe will never know how I ache From Letras Mania