Evan

I do not own the characters of Evan Daniels or his mother. They belong to their respective creators. I also do not own the rights to The Kinks' song Lola. It belongs to them and their recording label.

I have had the idea to do this song ever since I got replacement copy of 'Weird Al' Yankovic's Greatest Hits Volume II. It's just basically a cute song about a mother's feeling for her son.

I had him in a hospital down in NYC

Where people joked saying I had a bun in the oven

O-V-E-N Oven

When my husband handed me my baby boy

I asked 'What's his name?' and in a happy voice he said 'Evan'

E-V-A-N Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan

Well, I'm not the world's most foolish mom

But where are all of these bone shards coming from?

Could they be from my Evan? Eh-eh-eh Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan

Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understand

How he can plate up his skin just by flexing his hand

Oh my Evan Eh-eh-eh- Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan

Well, he drinks milk all day and all night

He drinks it with all his might

Ororo picked him up to go see

A professor who has got telepathy

Well, I'm not the world's most emotional mom

But I almost forced him to stay home

So I can stay close to my Evan

Eh-eh-eh- Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan

He fights everyday He trains even more

He uses his bones And plus his skateboard

Then Ororo called up and talked to me

And told me my baby boy has run away

Now all I want is to hold my Evan

Eh-eh-eh Evan

My whole life has been unfurled

It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world

More so for Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan

Well he left home just a year ago

And he'd never ever been a hero before

But I know he'll be coming back to me someday

And he'll never disappear again if I have my say

Well I'm not the world's most intellectual mom

But I know what I am and that would be a human

So is Evan

Eh-eh-eh- Evan Eh-eh-eh Evan

I know it's not the best there is but I have been having a rough patch in my life lately. My mother and two sisters all having marital problems and me being there for them as moral support. Depression. Severe insomnia. Several bouts of suicidal mood swings. No attempts, just thoughts. More and more work. Moving to another apartment.

I want to thank a number of other authors here on Fanfiction.net even if they don't read my stuff.

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There are probably more I am grateful to but I also have memory problems. All of your stories have helped me feel better when my depression starts to settle in. Thanks. Ya'll have been the cheapest therapy I have ever gotten.