A desire to own the latest music gadget Zune.

Mama, mama will you please,
Today do not displease,
Kindly buy for me a Zune,
Err you send me to the moon.

When I’m there, my mama dear,
You needn’t have to fear,
Your darling son will compose music,
And send it to you from the Moon,
Even if I were not to return,
To this Earth so very soon

Mama, mama, please
Do me a favour,
And play as my Saviour.
Buy me a precious Zune,
Where I can record all my lovely song,
Finally to my Zune they have to belong.

Mama, mama, please, Oh
Please, do not me displease
Buy me a Zune, before I go away,
Forever on the Moon, I will stay.

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  • Darla Smith on Feb 5, 2009

    I like this one. It’s very nice.

  • rutherfranc on Feb 6, 2009

    very childish, very cute

  • lovely honey on Feb 6, 2009

    child is the FATHER of MAN hi

    lh

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