Tom: C
Introdução:
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I am my fathers son
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I've never known when to shut up
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I ain't fooling no one
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I am my father's son
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We don't see eye to eye
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I'll be the first to admit i never tried
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'n' sure it hurts, but it should hurt sometime
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We don't see eye to eye
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I was a young man when
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I first found the pleasure in the feel of his sin
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& i went down the same road as my old man
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I was younger then
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Now its three a.m. and i'm standing in the kitchen
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Holding my last cigarette
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Strike a match 'n' i see my reflection in the mirror in the hall
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And i say to myself
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I've got my mama's eyes
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Her long thin frame 'n' her smile
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And i still see wrong from right
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Cuz i've got my mama's eyes
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Yea i've got my mama's eyes