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I cried when my dad did jail time for you. I cried when he got released. I cried when I saw the pandas at the zoo. I cried at the wedding feast. You can never have a baby in the summertime. It's not mine. You'll never have a baby in the summertime if it's not mine. No, you'll never have a baby in the summertime. You can wrap it up in blankets. It will scream and whine for the heat. I want a baby. From Letras Mania