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My mother was a timemachine
Putting band-aids on my knees
Always complains about my clothes
And telling me "don't pick your nose"

I wish that i could see her there
When she had ribbons in her hair
Then i could go ahead & say
"I know you when you're old & grey"

My toys they break so fast
They turn into vintage at the last
I know that even when they fall apart
I will keep them close by
Yes even when they fall apart
I will keep them close by

I still have band-aids on my knees
But i have seen the birds & bees
I hear them buzzin' in the air
They stung me once & that was fair

I wish i had a tape machine
So i could play for you what i mean
It won't be long a song or two
Just like my mother used to do

My toys they break so fast
They turn into vintage at the last
I know that even when they fall apart
I will keep them close by
Yes even when they fall apart
I will keep them close by

My mother is a timemachine
Putting band-aids on my needs
Never complains about the past
When everything was built to last

I hope that you will see me there
Before the halo in my hair
Then you could go ahead & say
You know me when i'm old & grey

My toys they break so fast
They turn into vintage at the last
I know that even when they fall apart
I will keep them close by
Yes even when they fall apart
I will keep them close by