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Şarkı Sözleri Don't cry when I die When it's my time I probably won't die I'll just lie down and close my eyes And think about stuff These eyes got too wise Seeing too much of life's goodbyes Should have spent less time making loot And spent more time in my birthday suit with you And everybody upstairs, everybody downstairs I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them 'Cause I'll be hanging out with you Not Jimi Hendrix, Jesus or the dude Who played the sheriff in Blazing Saddles You, not Chris Farley, Mr. Rogers And oh I've waited so long You can finally meet my mom Life is good, with love it's better Even Bieber ain't forever Well all got to go, ya know So ya might as well go in style Everybody praying, everybody sinning I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them 'Cause I'll be hanging out with you Not Gilda Radner, Buddha or the dude Who had Pop Rocks and soda at the same time You, not Jesse James, Paul Newman And oh I've waited so long You can finally meet my mom I'm not making light of things But who's to say who's right with things like this There's so much that we miss Trying so hard to be rich and famous, pretty and thin To win, it's a shame that youth is wasted on the old So forget everything and just be with me here, now For as long as we can And whoever goes first can save a spot You, not Etta James, Bob Marley or the girls who won my heart along the way You, not Sitting Bull, Ella or Bach and I almost forgot You can finally meet my mom You. You can finally meet my mom You. You can finally meet my mom You. You can finally meet my mom You. You can finally meet my mom No Steve Jobs or Ty Cobbs Al Capone or any of the mob Whitney Houston, no Chet Baker Andre the Giant or the Undertaker