| Lyrics: | This ain't for the quarterback
who lives upstairs in our house
an' this ain't for the princess
who's sleepin' down the hall!
This ain't for the other one
who looks just like her mamma
an' this ain't for the baby
who's the cutest one of all!
Jason, this is my love for you,
written down a thousand times
Jason, like the teacher makes you do
when you're bad and outta line . . .
I'm so glad you're mine!
It hurts me when they tease you
'cause you're mind's a little slower
I'd like to take the sadness
an' turn em into joy!
I watch you so hard to do
what usually comes easy
after all, to me,
you're such a special little boy!
Jason, this is my love for you,
written, written down a thousand times
Jason, like the teacher makes you do
when you're bad and outta line . . .
I'm so glad you're mine!
Jason . . . Jason!
Words and Music by Debbie Hupp
and Bob Morrison |
