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Larry Owens
Performer
John-Andrew Morrison
Performer
Michael R. Jackson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael R. Jackson
Composer
Lyrics
Usher's walk of shame from Inwood
Takes him deeper into a strange loop
Which is precisely the moment he gets his annual birthday voicemail
From Mom
I just like to remind you
Periodically
That I love you, son
If you ever should find you
Need encouragement
Then you call me, son
I am your mama
And I've always loved you
Even when you've been doing me wrong
I went through labor
Hours of labor
To bring you along
And you
Mean all the world to me
You mean all the world to me
You're the reason I'm singing this song
This is the day, this is the day
This is the day that the Lord has made
That the Lord has made
He has a milestone in my baby's life
You turn 26 on the 26th
And this will never happen again
So
Enjoy your day
You were born at 8:31 this morning, my love
Mom loves you!
You turn 26 on the 26th
I hope I'm the first one to call you
But even if I'm not
With the exception of our dear Heavenly Father
I am the one that loves you the most!
I just like to remind you
Periodically
Read your Bible, son
Don't put Jesus behind you
Periodically
Read your Bible, son!
One
Honor thy father
And thy mother
Then thy days on the earth will be long
Two
Be encouraged
Ye may feel helpless
But Jesus is strong
And three
And most importantly
Most importantly, it's the reason I'm singing this song
Listen at me now
Man is for woman
And woman for man
The rest is confusion
And not in God's plan
All of these Hollywood homosexuals
Waving gay flags all day and night
Sticking their things up each other's buttholes
I'm telling you, son, that it just ain't right
It ain't right, it ain't right, it ain't right with God
It ain't right, it ain't right, it ain't right with me
And I just need to call up my baby boy
And remind him of that
Periodically
'Cause I love you
And I don't want your soul to be wasted
It hurts me so bad sometimes
I can taste it
Hell is real
Sinners burning
Sinners churning in rivers of fire
Because of filthy unholy desire
Hell is real
Though we love you
Don't repent 'cause you know it would please us
Son, you should do it so you can see Jesus
He is real
And He loves you
And He don't want your soul to be wasted
Because the pain of the world, he done faced it
He is real
And I love Him
So despite all my pain and my strife, I'll
Just keep on praying your reprobate lifestyle
Isn't real
Writer(s): Michael Jackson
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