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Sweat fripping from her brow
he rolled her over
wiped her face with
a towel
Happy New Year
sweet friend
we gonna be 
together till the endCosabella you my freind
Love you more
andd more
you been there through thick and thin
Dame scented from her perfume
he loves her I assume

whoompa whoompa whoop
it's nine months later
Baby's born
Smiling faces
Baby's adorn
all seems happy
waiting for the new
born child
grinning faces
see his smile
the ah and oohs
than a quiet room
a frowning face
He hands over the child
her looks concerned
he turns away
waiting for what the people say
he can't paly along
he's concerned
all he said was I though we at least
freinds
Since he's not who is it then
this is a full room
we can't play this off
all these people
are now involved
Baby cry's The woman
try's to calm him down
The fella takes the Child
he begans to smile
he said to the kid
with a breaking heart
I can't be her man
with a broken heart
hands the child back
to his Mom
Whoop:whoomp;Whoomp!
(He over hears one of family memebers saying)
Now it the first of September
See I rememeber
New years Eve
at the at the
Gala Show
she and he
hugged and cuddled
they wouldn't let each other go
she was pregant then
I should have known
when she said she
was gonna decive this one
he think he cute
He done meet the one
I'm gonna smile and smeark
this will be fun
Lord!
Lord!
Lord!
these people today

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