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My mama wouldn't say you were a nice guy-
But, you're under 40, and you have a job.
My mama wouldn't say you was a good boy.
But, you're making money, and you're working hard.
So, I'm 'gonna take you home.
I don't feel like it's wrong.
Me and my mama we don't get along.
My mama she would say your hair was too long.
But your hair-that is what I like the best.
My mama she would say you was a hoodlum.
But I don't know no hoodlum-and you don't past the test.
So, I'm 'gonna take you home.
I don't feel like it's wrong.
Me and my mama we don't get along.
So baby-you're standing so close-I can't back down.
You're smiling and I know I am over-I'm done now.
I am done now.
My mama said that it was wrong to see you.
I lie just to meet you, I lie to get in.
My mama she would say I was evil.
But that's the only way I know how to begin.
So maybe you got your own problems, who doesn't?
I'm crazy, you're addicted.
We are all of the sudden.
My mama she would love you like I love you;
If she ever met you. If she ever knew.
My mama she would fall right on top of you.
If she ever saw you-she'd be smitten too.
I'm 'gonna take you home.
I want you all for my own.
Don't let my mama hear your pretty song.
I'm 'gonna take you home,
I don't feel like it's wrong.
Me and my mama we don't get along.