Not so many years ago
I held you in my hands, you know
You were so young and innocent
Now you're stronger, I am bent
I invested so much force
Without result at end because
You had your own imagination
Of the rules in Teenie-nation
I tried to educate you well
But sometimes it was like hell
We sometimes forced you to learn
'Cause we wanted you to earn
Some honor and good marks at school
Make others think you are so cool
Now I've got to let you go
But first I want you to know
That I love you, my dear son
You turn around and then you're gone
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