John Butler Trio - Treat Yo Mama | Текст песни

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• John Butler Trio
• Treat Yo Mama

Don't call me hippy 'cause the way that I look,
'Cause I got a recipe, and you know I can cook.
And I come forth with only good intent,
You know, I am Heaven bound but I'm surely hell bent.

On getting the job done, like I know I should,
Get the job done, like my momma told me to.
Only one thing can remember she said,
You gotta earn all of your respect.

And I don't care what race, or what colour, or what creed -
I said, all that shit don't bother me.
Only one thing that you should not forget,
You gotta treat you mama with respect.

And I don't care what fashion the styling of you hair,
I don't care about the car or the clothes you do wear.
Only one thing that you should not forget,
You gotta treat yo mama with respect.

Treat yo mama with respect,
You better treat yo mama with respect.
Slap you upside down the head,
You gotta treat yo mama with respect.

Treat yo mama with respect,
You better treat yo mama with respect.
Slap you upside down the head,
You gotta treat yo mama...

I got a couple of friends up in a tree in Northcliff, you know, they're
Doing their part, you know, they're doing their bit.
Trying to save our Mother from all this greed, you know, they
Know what she wants, you know they know what she needs.

I got a couple of sisters in South Australia,
Stopping the Uranium from coming up.
Oh, yeah, man, you know, they know what she needs.
They're stopping all of that government corporate greed!