Ode to Mama and Real Friends: Musings on Love, Loss, and Friendship

They knew what it all mean, they think And here’s to my mama I don’t know if you know all this, mama Here’s to you Some goodness is what I am saying to you I hope you can see him with a straight face This is why we can’t have guys Lades, dogs, men Because you break them, I have to take them away This is why we can’t have guys Lades, dogs, men Don’t you think I wouldn’t hear all the things you said about men This is why we can’t have Oh, oh, oh, oh And here’s to my real friends Oh, oh, oh, oh And here’s to my babies