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| Happy Birthday, Mma! |
How I
love to love
The
love that raised a stud.
Mama’s gentle
hands gave me a rub
Yeah, her
laps were my first tub.
I
walked through a valley dug by fear,
Mama
was true like a love waiting there,
With arms
opened wide she did me bear.
Hushed
my sighs and mopped up my baby tear.
Passionate, compassionate, she thrives on
it;
My Shelter, my Teacher, my Fair-Weather.
She made me a best-selling story
Ain’t nobody showed me love like mama.
In
sickness and in stress mama
Felt my
affliction, shared my blues.
Her
breasts totally nourished this brother
Ain’t no
one could be faithful like mama.
I know
the storms still will rant and rave,
Just
the thought of her will be my guarantee.
If I
can't hold back the rain
Still
I'll stand strong just listening to a memory.
Passionate, compassionate, she thrives on
it;
My Shelter, my Teacher, my Fair-Weather.
She made me a best-selling story
Ain’t nobody showed me love like mama.
Eneh
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