Tell me momma, who are these young men, Who take my babies and stand there and grin? I have always been the man in their life, Who are these young men? When they are around me, they're always so nice. They look at me with respect, but then rob me of life. In size I tower them but this is a battle I just can't win. Tell me momma, who are these young men? My babies are young women now, you tell me again. They will always be my babies. Who are these young men? It's back to just you and me again momma. Who are these young men?
Reason for writing:
My father wrote this for me and my little sister because my sister is getting married and I have a serious boyfriend.
Birth sign: Leo
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