LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMy Momma (May Jailer)
My momma wouldn't say you were a nice guyBut you're under 40 and you have a jobMy momma wouldn't say you was a good boyBut you're making moneyAnd you're working hard soI'm gonna take you outI don't feel like it's wrongMe and my momma, we don't get alongMy momma she would tell your hair was too longBut your hair exactly's what I like the bestAnd my momma sure would tell you was a ?But I don't know that?and you don't pass the testI'm gonna take you outI don't feel like it's wrongMe and my momma, we don't get alongOh baby, I'm standing so close, I can't back downYou're smiling and I know I'm over and done nowI am done nowMy momma say that it was wrong to see youI lie just to meet you, I lie to get inMy momma sure would say that I ? youBut that's the only way I knew how to beginSo maybe you got your own problemsWho doesn't?I'm crazy, you're addicted, we're all of a suddenMy momma she would love you like I love youIf she ever met you, if she ever knewMy momma sure would fall right on top of youIf she'd ever saw you, she'd be smitten tooI'll never take you home, I want you all for my ownDon't let my momma hear your pretty songI'm gonna take you outI don't feel like it's wrongMe and my momma, we don't get along.
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