Was I dressed just right?
Were my teeth lovely white?
Did I meet her with a smile?
I know I'm not on trial.
But this lady means a lot to me.
Her son smiles as he can foresee.
That his mother and new wife will try to be friends.
As we meet and talk the whole weekend.
I hope that we will treasure him just the same.
And make him feel he's now a man of fame.
To have a family that brings him love.
And shows him the respect that we are made of.
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