[Verse]
Messing 'round with the best of them, woo
That dressing with the rest of them, he's a stranger
Well, mother did still know his name
He said he looked through the glass, in case he passed his name
Up and down his style, his name is in a final fame
And call him Sylvester
But his mama still knows his name
Messing 'round with the best of them, woo
That dressing with the rest of them, he's a stranger
Well, mother did still know his name
He said he looked through the glass, in case he passed his name
Up and down his style, his name is in a final fame
And call him Sylvester
But his mama still knows his name
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