The Motion Picture & Television Fund (MPTF) is a charitable organization that offers assistance and care to those in the motion picture and television industries with limited or no resources. Its mission is to enrich the lives of people in the Southern California entertainment community by continuously evolving to meet their health and human services needs.
The need for a fund to benefit colleagues who fell on hard times was seen by many in the early days of motion pictures. It began with coin boxes at studios, where industry workers would drop their spare change for their colleagues. The MPTF was created by such industry luminaries as Charlie Chaplin, Mary Pickford, Conrad Nagel, Milton Sills, Douglas Fairbanks, Sr., and D. W. Griffith. In 1921, the Motion Picture Relief Fund (MPRF) was incorporated with Joseph M. Schenck as first president, Pickford was vice president and the Reverend Neal Dodd (who portrayed ministers in more than 300 films) as administrator, each with a benevolent spirit intent on providing assistance to those in the motion picture industry who were in need. The original Board of Trustees included prominent names in Hollywood such as Charles Christie, Cecil B. DeMille, Douglas Fairbanks, Sr., William S. Hart, Jesse L. Lasky, Harold Lloyd, Mae Murray, Hal Roach, Donald Crisp and Irving Thalberg.
I'm his lover not his mother
Why you starin' at each other?
What's your problem?
I'm not his keeper, I'm his teacher
Ho, 'n it goes deeper
What's your problem?
I can't control these feelings I have inside
I had to let go, let go of my pride
Age is a number
Don't steal my thunder
Can't love no other, other, other
You're my boy,
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
My boy, my boy!
Where's the blame, where's the shame?
We're just two hearts come together
What's your problem?
He's not a boy, not a toy
He's man enough to understand
What's your problem?
I can't control these feelings I have inside
I had to let go, let go of my prize
Age is a number
Don't steal my thunder
I can't love no other, other, other
You're my boy,
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
My boy, my boy!
Don't mind tellin' you baby, she says he's my boy
My boy, my boy ...
Yes, you're my boy,
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy