Mom, Mom, Mom, by Elizabeth Subscribe to rss feed for Elizabeth

MOM, MOM, MOM,
I’M  SITTING HERE WITH MY ARMS
WIDE OPEN WAITING FOR YOU SO
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO.

MOM, MOM, MOM,
I’M WONDERING IF YOU ARE LISTENING
TO ME BECAUSE I’M SO LONELY
WITH OUT YOU.

MOM, MOM, MOM
I’M STARTING TO WONDER IF YOU
REALLY WANTED ME HERE SO NOW WHAT
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO.

MOM, MOM, MOM
I’M FINALLY REALIZING THAT I 
REALLY LOVE YOU SO NOW WHAT ARE
YOU GOING TO DO.

MOM, MOM, MOM
IF YOU REALLY LOVE ME NOW
YOU’LL SHOW ME WHAT I REALLY
NEED TO DO.


WRITTEN BY:
ELIZABETH WOLFF

Posted: 2005-06-20 05:14:26 UTC

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