My momma wouldn’t say you were a nice guy But you’re under 40 and you have a job My momma wouldn’t say you was a good boy But you’re making money And you’re working hard so I’m gonna take you out I don’t feel like it’s wrong Me and my momma, we don’t get along
My momma she would tell your hair was too long But your hair exactly’s what I like the best And my momma sure would tell you was a … But I don’t know that…and you don’t pass the test I’m gonna take you out I don’t feel like it’s wrong Me and my momma, we don’t get along
Oh baby, I’m standing so close, I can’t back down You’re smiling and I know I’m over and done now I am done now, My momma say that it was wrong to see you I lie just to meet you, I lie to get in My momma sure would say that I … you But that’s the only way I knew how to begin So maybe you got your own problems Who doesn’t? I’m crazy, you’re addicted, we’re all of a sudden My momma she would love you like I love you If she ever met you, if she ever knew My momma sure would fall right on top of you If she’d ever saw you, she’d be smitten too I’ll never take you home, I want you all for my own Don’t let my momma hear your pretty song I’m gonna take you out I don’t feel like it’s wrong Me and my momma, we don’t get along.