His father's pride, his mother's joy
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The end result of love, a beautiful little boy
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You think he's perfect, and that he'll be
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The answer to the disappointment that you feel in me
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But he's just like me
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You'll never own him
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You won't control him
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He'll never phone
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You civilise him
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And I'll criticise him and along the way
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He'll grow to be a man
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How many mothers
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Gaze on their sons
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And hope with all their heart
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That he's gonna be the one
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Who'll never roam and never stray
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Who'll understand women better
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Than his daddy does
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But all I've got to say is
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He's just like me
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You'll never own him
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You won't control him
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He'll never phone
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You civilise him
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And he'll criticise him and along the way
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He'll grow to be a man
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and then there'll come a time
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With tears and eyes all red when
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His girl will say "I blame his mother"
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I'll say "no you blame me instead"
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Cause he's just like me
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You'll never own him
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You won't control him
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He'll never phone
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She civilised him
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And I criticised him and along the way
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He grew to be your man
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He's just like me
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You'll never own him
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You won't control him
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He'll never phone
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You civilise him
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And I'll criticise him and along the way
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He'll grow to be a man
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He's Just Like Me
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