Comes through the dawn to say she's gone
And loneliness is draped in flames designed to drive you blind
Hey, Mama, you been on my mind
Comes through the dawn to say she's gone
And loneliness is draped in flames designed to drive you blind
Hey, Mama, you been on my mind
Oh what a misty dark delight
Oh what a misty dark delight
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It's where I make it through the month of November
It's where I make it through the month of November
With waving hands he screams demands
He's wanting complete freedom but then he's confined to rhyme
Hey, Mama, you been on my mind
With waving hands he screams demands
He's wanting complete freedom but then he's confined to rhyme
Hey, Mama, you been on my mind
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