you were just 17 when you had me

my daddy was always there never wanting to flee

throught the year as i grew up

you were over there parting i up

i longed for a mother who was never there

she was more into men

then her own kin

then one summer my dad met a woman

she was oh so kind

and i finally made up my mind

this woman would now be my mom

who would  beome the best there was