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Cuddle him to death Give him all the love he needs It'll never be a threat Love's what he 'll breed Soon he will grow Be a strong man Taught to be big Enjoy him as much as he can Momma tell your son Tell him momma While he 's still young Tell him about a girl A wonderful precious thing To consider whether he 's a slob He 's a king Tell him it takes two To agree And a yes is not a yes If she wasn't really clear Even if he hates Can no longer relate SongtexteFree reins to his whims It ain't all up to him No momma tell your son Cause if his dad won't You 're the one Momma tell your son for usin' that gun You need permission And she's way too young Come on momma tell your son The definition Of "not don" Oh momma... tell your son Tell him where he came from Outta you and you're a girl too Ohoh Tell that cute little one still hooked on his mom the kinda man he can become 'N never have to hear him say "She was too ugly any way, too beautiful too resist had to tie her up by her wrists", although with him it can be huge fun he 'd give her the opportunity to come and why on earth would he want to pay he knows it 's kinda uncool these days tendency "desire shared, never ever have to be scared Instead girls full of inspiration, not always to tired or bored for the occasion" And mom tell your daughter you won't cut her source of joy away oh, it might be useful with the new man on his way 104 times a year, 15 minutes Aus Songtexte Mania