Ain't no kisses man, but uh

It's a whole lot of love

This song is for my favorite girl

Without whom I'd be (so all alone)





Can't nobody love me like you do

Can't nobody, can't nobody, no

Can't nobody love me like you do





Yo

On a summer day in 1983

That's when I first, met the lady that birthed me

A little newborn baby, I was thirsty

So you gave me lots of loving I could drink on

Used to turn the sink on, had me taking baths with the dishes

Taught me how to read at age three, fast little whiz kid

Gave me soup to feed my fevers

Laughin' at the jokes that we would weave up

You were June and I was Beaver

You even warned me 'bout the C-word

No one else stuck up for me

Head hurt, you would rub it for me

A mama's boy in the worst way

We went to Taco Bell together when I skipped the first grade, hey

A celebration then, a celebration now

You're not just another face in the crowd

'Cause you're my mother and I wanna tell you how I feel

Your love is better than a Sno-Cone, without the chills, yeah









I must've took the word "army brat" literally

'Cause I always used to act up

Everytime we'd pack up

Carried all of my troubles in the back of the truck

And when we touched down, I would turn 'em loose

But still, that was no excuse

To have to go and boost

Your green apples and cranberry juice

Then lie about it, raise my voice and cry about it

Hoping that I was convincing you, but I doubt it

Yet and still, you never tried to fuss or shout or curse

Then I started stealing, taking money out your purse

That was your last straw, and I don't blame you

'Cause all the junk that you put up with, I'd be tired of playing games too

So I ran away from home, yeah I made tracks

But your love was super-strong, so I came back

You cared for me, even though I wasn't perfect

Overloading me with love, and you know I didn't deserve it









Even when the rain clouds seemed to pour in the drama

No one else has stood in my corner more than my mama

More than a woman, my mom, you're a fortune and I'ma

Have to put you in a myth book, you're more than a goddess

You're like a door to a cottage, you stand tall

And you always open up to me

This mother-son friendship is close enough to be

Hard to shake, like a coconut tree

It's good that we both see things in a similar view

So that you know just what I'm spittin' is true

And I just wanna say I'm so sorry for the trouble I caused you

So far gone at one point, I thought that I lost you

But you never left, I give you all respect

I wish you all the best...

Well I guess I'm done saying this to you

Truly yours, Danny Swain, a.k.a Mister Doo, c'mon