For everyone I loved and every road I've known For all the trash I won I celebrate... alone Sit up straight, stupid, bite your tongue The best that I
No I would not give you false hope On this strange and mournful day But the mother and child reunion Is only a motion away Oh, little darling of mine
A long time ago, yeah before you was born dude When I was still single and life was great I held this job as a traveling salesman That kept me moving
There was a time I was happy in my life There was a time I believed I'd live forever There was a time that I prayed to Jesus Christ There was a time I
Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on. Stacy can I come
Mom, she gave me words of love She gave me peace and love She gave me thoughts of love Well, well, well, yeah Mom, she gave me pains and joy I love her
Mother, mother, how's the family? I'm just calling to say hello How's the weather? How's my father? Am I lonely? Heavens know Mother mother are ya listening
Songs my mother taught me In the days long vanish'd Seldom from her eyelids Were the teardrops banish'd Now I teach my children Each melodious measure
This one goes out From the bottom of our hearts To the most important lady in our lives It's time to pay some respect I hope you proud of us 'Cause we
You taught me everything Everything you've given me I'll always keep it inside You're the driving force in my life, yeah There isn't anything Or anyone
Ooh, I just hear mom prayin', I just hear gran sayin "Somebody oughta just, reach out and, help me" Eight decades and four years and gran still kickin
Eric Clapton: Holy Mother, where are you? Tonight I feel broken in two. I've seen the stars fall from the sky. Holy mother, can't keep from crying. Oh
Mama, when my dollies have babies And I am a big lady Mama, will a prince come and take me away? When I said these things, I believed in kings Then I
If Momma was married, we'd live in a house As private as private can be Just Momma, three ducks, five canaries, a mouse Two monkeys, one father, six turtles
Got my mother's eyes and my father's hair Does anybody really care? It's gettin' cold out here Well, I keep walkin' with my head held high With my head
Alberta nichols / mann holiner You don't have to have a hanker To be a broker or a banker No siree, just simply be My mother's son-in-law. Needn't even
You think you'll come over I'll give you my number You lover supporter then give me your mother You come take me home and take me to your doctor You think
Don't act like you can't act I know what you think you're doing You better learn to shake hands And treat me like your mother Don't act like you can'