My mama warn me about boys like you.
But I was to pig headed to listed to her.
I had to learn the hard way.
Now I'm left lonely,and with responsibility maded for two.
With all the things mama warn me about.
Always left me regretting it,and saying I'm sorry.
This time I'm not really sorry.
I don't really regret it at all.
Even though I learn the hard way about love,
A vert good thing came from it, a wonderful son.