Baby, look at me, Mama love you. And I know you ain't no little boy no more. But you'll always be my baby. It seems like only yesterday I was holding you in my arms. Now look at you now big, but I worry about you. I worry about you all the time, hangin' out on the corner. All times at night with the cruel people. Baby, that ain't nothin' but trouble. I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream. Well, I want you to hold on to that dream, baby.
Hold on to it real tight, ‘cause the sky's the limit (MF). R&C