Memories
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait til tomorrow,
For babies grow up... we've learnt to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs,
Dust... go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby,
And babies don't keep.
For babies grow up... we've learnt to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs,
Dust... go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby,
And babies don't keep.
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