A lonely mother gazes out of her window
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Staring at a son that she just can't touch
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If at any time he's in a jam, she'll be by his side
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But he doesn't realize he hurts her so much
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But all the praying just ain't helping
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At all 'cause he can't seem to keep
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His self out of trouble
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So he goes out and he makes his money
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The best way he knows how
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Another body laying cold in the gutter, listen to me
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(chorus)
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Don't go chasing waterfalls
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Please stick to the rivers
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And the lakes that you're used to
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I know that you're gonna have it your way
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Or nothing at all
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But I think you're moving too fast
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(Repeat)
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Waterfalls
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