I Write Poems
Hey drunken mama
What’s it like in smokers’ city?
As you slowly slip away
I really wish that you’d start quitting
Yes I do--
I don’t want anyone but you
Just start out new
Hey troubled mama
don’t you worry about the phone bills
Im right here if you need kisses
Put away those ****** sleep pills
Close your eyes
Remember our good times and don’t despise
Stay by my side
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
What you do to me
Hey pretty mama
I know something’s good inside you
And believe me mom
Someday ill get it out that’s what ill do
I know I could
You’ll be the mom that’s always good
I bet you would
Hey lovely mama
I wish one day you would say
These simple words hey dear I love you
Id make me smile everyday
That would be all
We’d be more happy after all
I’d have it all
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
A happy me seems pretty hard
But iv got anna, lance, art
Id die for you tomorrow or today
Counselors try to help us
I push them away because I know
That non of them have felt this way
Mama I can promise you
By the time that you break through
Your life will never have to be a game
Wont be the same
Hey smoking mama
If I leave you just wont miss me
4 more years and ill be done with school
And gone before you notice what hit you
You know its all because of you
I will do whatever I want to
I love you mama yes I do
Its nothing new
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
What you do to me