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Momma I Coming Home
Momma I, m lost and caught up in the streets
Momma I wont to come home
Momma you told me it was not nothing out there
Momma I wont to come home
I, m sitting here on the corner with this can in my hand thinking about
everything you told me was true
Momma I wont to come home
The things I did you can't imagine
Momma I wont to come home
Momma did you hear me
Momma I, m coming home
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