| Mama D. has a way of fixing the hole
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| Where the water runs out my soul
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| When you sing for me, save me, Mama D.
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| What she feels, my Mama D.
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| Mama D. wears a dark brown coat in the sun
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| And the light in her eyes burns so strong
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| And the melody heals me, Mama D.
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| Set me free, my Mama D., yeah
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| She won’t bring you down
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| If your shit outta luck
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| She can’t live it down
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| I might as well live it up, live it up
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| Mama D. has a way of seeing the truth
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| Through a lie or just an excuse
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| Or a tragedy, show me, Mama D.
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| Whatcha see, my Mama D., yeah, yeah
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| She ain’t from another
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| Free, free, free, my, my, my Mama D.
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| She won’t bring you down
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| If you’re shit outta luck
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| She can’t live it, live it down
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| Might as well live it up, live it up, live it up
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| Yeah, yeah, hey, my Mama D.
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| My Mama D. |