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Well I heard mama late last night |
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She was talkin' to my father |
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Now it's time that boy was shippin' out |
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And I mean come hell or high water |
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Smokes and spits and drinks and fights |
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And his friends all look like trouble |
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Oh, he sleeps all day and gone all night |
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Where's that boy I used to cuddle |
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Ten good years and then he must have gone insane |
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You're the only hell you're mama ever raised |
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She tried to tell you but you got to do things your own way |
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Says you're a good boy |
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And that you must be goin' through some phase |
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You're the only hell your mama ever, mama ever raised |
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Susie sneaks out all the time |
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She says it's only fair |
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Now mama won't let me have no fun |
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Sometimes I think she's Linda Blair |
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Sixteen years of pristine tears then Susie changed her ways |
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You're the only hell you're mama ever raised |
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She tried to tell you but you got to do things your own way |
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Susie was always goin' |
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Probably just goin' through some phase |
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You're the only hell your mama ever, mama ever raised |
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You're the only hell you're mama ever raised |
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She tried to tell you but you got to do things your own way |
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Should know better |
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That you must be goin' through some phase |
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You're the only hell your mama ever, mama ever raised |
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Mama ever raised |
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Oh, yeah |
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Oh mama, little boy may be leaving today |
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I don't care what you say |
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Mama I've got to go and fly away |
