| Does your mama know about me?
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| Does she know just what I am?
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| Will she turn her back on me
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| Or accept me as I am?
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| And what about your dad?
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| Did you think of what he’ll say?
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| Will he be understanding
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| Or does he think the usual way?
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| Maybe I shouldn’t worry
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| But I’ve been through this before
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| And I’d like to get things straight
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| Before I’m knocking on your door
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| Does your mama know about me?
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| Does she know just what I am?
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| If she says forget about me
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| Do you think you’ll understand?
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| And what about your friends?
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| Do you care what people say?
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| Will you accept the burdens
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| I know will surely come your way?
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| Maybe I shouldn’t worry
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| But I’ve been through this before
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| And I’d like to get things straight
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| Before I’m knocking on your door
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| Does your mama know about me?
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| Does she know just what I am?
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| Will she turn her back on me
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| Or accept me as I am?
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| Oh, we’ve got to stand tall
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| Tumble or crawl
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| We’ve got to be strong
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| For love that’s so right
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| Can’t be wrong
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| And everyday I see it grow
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| I don’t want to let it go
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| That’s why I gotta know
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| Does your mama know about me?
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| Does she know just what I am?
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| Does your mama know about me?
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| Does she know just what I am?
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| Does your mama know about me?
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| Does she know just what I am? |