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Love Child

Diana Ross and The Supremes


                            
     Tenement slum

     You think that I don't feel love

     But what I feel for you is real love

     In other's eyes I see reflected

     A hurt, scorned, rejected



     Love child, never meant to be

     Love child, born in poverty

     Love child, never meant to be

     Love child, take a look at me

 

     I started my life in an old, cold run down tenement slum

     My father left, he never even married mom

     I shared the guilt my mama knew

     So afraid that others knew I had no name

 

     This love we're contemplating

     Is worth the pain of waiting

     We'll only end up hating

     The child we maybe creating

 

     Love child, never meant to be

     Love child, (scorned by) society

     Love child, always second best

     Love child, different from the rest

 

     Mm, baby (hold on, hold on, just a little bit)

     Mm, baby (hold on, hold on, just a little bit)

     I started school, in a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out

     I knew the way it felt, to always live in doubt

     To be without the simple things

     Sop afraid my friends would see the guilt in me

 

     Don't think that I don't need you

     Don't think I don't wanna please you

     No child of mine 'll be bearing

     The name of shame I've been wearing 

     Love child, love child, never quite as good

     Afraid, ashamed, misunderstood 

     But I'll always love you

     I'll always love you

     I'll always love you

     I'll always love you

     I'll always love you

     I'll always love you

 

 

 

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