Mi reciente paternidad me hace valorar aún más los sabios consejos de Mr. T. Así que ya sabéis, hay que tratar bien a las mamás (y a los papás).
El vestuario, las coristas y las tiernas imágenes de mamás e hijos... una obra de arte. Os pongo la letra, que tampoco tiene desperdicio.
EMALE CHORUS: (x2)
Treat her right
Treat your mother right
Treat her right
Treat her right
MR. T's CHORUS:
Mother
There is no other
Like Mother
So treat Her right
Mother
I always Love Her
My Mother
So treat Her right, treat Her right
M is for the moan, and the miserable groan
from the pain that She felt when I was born
O is for the oven with it's burnin' heat
where She stood makin' sure I had something to eat
T is for the time that She stayed up at night
and took my temperature when I wasn't feelin' right
H is for the hard earned money She spent
to keep clothes on my back and try to pay da' rent
E is every wrinkle I put on Her face
and every worry that I caused when I stayed out late
The last letter R is that She taught me Respect
and for the room up in Heaven that I know She'll get
MR. T Chorus
Female Chorus
She's a Queen
Second to none
Take care of Mother
You only get one
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