| 作词 : Werth, Williams | |
| Werth-Williams | |
| Your Momma caught me rockin' in a place she thought was shockin' | |
| If it wasn't for the stocking that she found around my neck | |
| I think she wouldn't care a little but she hit me like a skittle | |
| And I landed in the middle of the DJ's deck | |
| Your Momma caught me walkin' with a blonde I was a talkin' | |
| And I didn't hear her stalkin' up behind me on the street | |
| I tried to make her laugh it off,I saw she wouldn't have it | |
| When she threw me at the traffic, well, I knew that I was beat | |
| Seven sore bruises, your Momma's big shoes did | |
| For messin' 'round with floosies while your back was turned | |
| She ravaged my poor legs, savaged my forehead | |
| I wish I was dead, you know I sure got burned | |
| Your Momma caught me holding close a girl like we were soldered | |
| And I guess she thought my olden days had all returned again | |
| Because she threw me 'cross her shoulder, rammed my head into a boulder | |
| And I went out even colder than a stone age man |
| zuo ci : Werth, Williams | |
| WerthWilliams | |
| Your Momma caught me rockin' in a place she thought was shockin' | |
| If it wasn' t for the stocking that she found around my neck | |
| I think she wouldn' t care a little but she hit me like a skittle | |
| And I landed in the middle of the DJ' s deck | |
| Your Momma caught me walkin' with a blonde I was a talkin' | |
| And I didn' t hear her stalkin' up behind me on the street | |
| I tried to make her laugh it off, I saw she wouldn' t have it | |
| When she threw me at the traffic, well, I knew that I was beat | |
| Seven sore bruises, your Momma' s big shoes did | |
| For messin' ' round with floosies while your back was turned | |
| She ravaged my poor legs, savaged my forehead | |
| I wish I was dead, you know I sure got burned | |
| Your Momma caught me holding close a girl like we were soldered | |
| And I guess she thought my olden days had all returned again | |
| Because she threw me ' cross her shoulder, rammed my head into a boulder | |
| And I went out even colder than a stone age man |
| zuò cí : Werth, Williams | |
| WerthWilliams | |
| Your Momma caught me rockin' in a place she thought was shockin' | |
| If it wasn' t for the stocking that she found around my neck | |
| I think she wouldn' t care a little but she hit me like a skittle | |
| And I landed in the middle of the DJ' s deck | |
| Your Momma caught me walkin' with a blonde I was a talkin' | |
| And I didn' t hear her stalkin' up behind me on the street | |
| I tried to make her laugh it off, I saw she wouldn' t have it | |
| When she threw me at the traffic, well, I knew that I was beat | |
| Seven sore bruises, your Momma' s big shoes did | |
| For messin' ' round with floosies while your back was turned | |
| She ravaged my poor legs, savaged my forehead | |
| I wish I was dead, you know I sure got burned | |
| Your Momma caught me holding close a girl like we were soldered | |
| And I guess she thought my olden days had all returned again | |
| Because she threw me ' cross her shoulder, rammed my head into a boulder | |
| And I went out even colder than a stone age man |
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