| Song | Ask Your Momma |
| Artist | Teena Marie |
| Album | Robbery |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marie | |
| Society Who's to say who loves you | |
| And on the colors of love | |
| Are we to be schooled | |
| Society Our minds, bodies, and souls will meet tolerance | |
| Society Put an end to ignorance | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love | |
| Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
| Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
| This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
| Wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Society's child | |
| Some people think | |
| I was born with a silver sthingy in my mouth | |
| That isn't right, that isn't right, uh, uh | |
| I had dreams of grandeur | |
| And I was labeled like | |
| Campbell soup | |
| Baby, all | |
| I wanted to do | |
| Was sing to you and love you true | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we're the perfect blend | |
| But they can't see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma does she remember | |
| The bible says about equals | |
| Or is it this different when it hits this close to your home | |
| Ask your momma will the children suffer | |
| Or will they hate us for our dreams, oh, baby | |
| I wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Society speaking | |
| Some of my best friends are different shades | |
| It's a shame, it's a crime | |
| They blow your mind, time after time, baby | |
| I had pretty visions | |
| And I was labeled and | |
| I was robbed | |
| Baby, all | |
| I wanted to do | |
| Was sing to you and love you true | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we're the perfect blend | |
| But they can't see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love, oh, oh | |
| Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
| Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
| This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
| I wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Hey... baby | |
| Hey... hey... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it, can she feel it | |
| Feel it in her heart | |
| Can she feel it in her heart | |
| Can she feel it in her heart | |
| Ask your momma | |
| It's such a crime, it's such a crime | |
| It's such a crime | |
| It's such a crime, it's such a crime | |
| It's blowing my mind, baby | |
| It's such a crime | |
| It's such a crime | |
| It's blowing my mind | |
| It's blowing my mind | |
| It's blowing my mind | |
| Time after time | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we're the perfect blend | |
| But they can't see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love |
| zuo ci : Marie | |
| Society Who' s to say who loves you | |
| And on the colors of love | |
| Are we to be schooled | |
| Society Our minds, bodies, and souls will meet tolerance | |
| Society Put an end to ignorance | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love | |
| Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
| Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
| This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
| Wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Society' s child | |
| Some people think | |
| I was born with a silver sthingy in my mouth | |
| That isn' t right, that isn' t right, uh, uh | |
| I had dreams of grandeur | |
| And I was labeled like | |
| Campbell soup | |
| Baby, all | |
| I wanted to do | |
| Was sing to you and love you true | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we' re the perfect blend | |
| But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma does she remember | |
| The bible says about equals | |
| Or is it this different when it hits this close to your home | |
| Ask your momma will the children suffer | |
| Or will they hate us for our dreams, oh, baby | |
| I wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Society speaking | |
| Some of my best friends are different shades | |
| It' s a shame, it' s a crime | |
| They blow your mind, time after time, baby | |
| I had pretty visions | |
| And I was labeled and | |
| I was robbed | |
| Baby, all | |
| I wanted to do | |
| Was sing to you and love you true | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we' re the perfect blend | |
| But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love, oh, oh | |
| Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
| Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
| This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
| I wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Hey... baby | |
| Hey... hey... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it, can she feel it | |
| Feel it in her heart | |
| Can she feel it in her heart | |
| Can she feel it in her heart | |
| Ask your momma | |
| It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
| It' s such a crime | |
| It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
| It' s blowing my mind, baby | |
| It' s such a crime | |
| It' s such a crime | |
| It' s blowing my mind | |
| It' s blowing my mind | |
| It' s blowing my mind | |
| Time after time | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we' re the perfect blend | |
| But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love |
| zuò cí : Marie | |
| Society Who' s to say who loves you | |
| And on the colors of love | |
| Are we to be schooled | |
| Society Our minds, bodies, and souls will meet tolerance | |
| Society Put an end to ignorance | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love | |
| Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
| Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
| This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
| Wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Society' s child | |
| Some people think | |
| I was born with a silver sthingy in my mouth | |
| That isn' t right, that isn' t right, uh, uh | |
| I had dreams of grandeur | |
| And I was labeled like | |
| Campbell soup | |
| Baby, all | |
| I wanted to do | |
| Was sing to you and love you true | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we' re the perfect blend | |
| But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma does she remember | |
| The bible says about equals | |
| Or is it this different when it hits this close to your home | |
| Ask your momma will the children suffer | |
| Or will they hate us for our dreams, oh, baby | |
| I wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Society speaking | |
| Some of my best friends are different shades | |
| It' s a shame, it' s a crime | |
| They blow your mind, time after time, baby | |
| I had pretty visions | |
| And I was labeled and | |
| I was robbed | |
| Baby, all | |
| I wanted to do | |
| Was sing to you and love you true | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we' re the perfect blend | |
| But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love, oh, oh | |
| Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
| Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
| This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
| I wonder will she say what will | |
| I tell my friends | |
| Hey... baby | |
| Hey... hey... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it, can she feel it | |
| Feel it in her heart | |
| Can she feel it in her heart | |
| Can she feel it in her heart | |
| Ask your momma | |
| It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
| It' s such a crime | |
| It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
| It' s blowing my mind, baby | |
| It' s such a crime | |
| It' s such a crime | |
| It' s blowing my mind | |
| It' s blowing my mind | |
| It' s blowing my mind | |
| Time after time | |
| I see the looks down their noses | |
| I hear shots in the dark | |
| We sleep on no bed of roses | |
| Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
| We think we' re the perfect blend | |
| But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love | |
| Ask your momma can she feel it | |
| Does she know about my love |