'Fore She Was Mama Lyrics

	作词 : Breathard, O'Donnell
	'Bout ten years old, hide and seek
	I found me in the closet
	Ready or not
	I stumbled on
	And opened up that box of
	Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
	A hundred, maybe more
	Next thing
	I know my brothers and me
	Got 'em scattered on the floor (Yeah)
	There was one of her, flippin' the bird
	Sittin' on a
	Harley And a few with some hairy hippie dude
	Turns out his name was
	Charlie Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' smokin'
	Had us boys confused
	I'll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced
	To Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana Won't admit she smoked marijuana
	But I saw
	Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama We put that box right where it was
	And never said a word
	But growin' up got hard just tryin'
	Not to picture her
	In anything but aprons, dresses
	Mini-vans and church
	Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
	For diggin' up that dirt
	On Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana She won't admit she smoked marijuana
	But I saw
	Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama We laugh and hang it over her head
	Right above her halo
	Her face turns red when we bring up
	That tie-dyed
	Winnebago
	She runs and hides and still denies
	That hip high rose tattoo
	She burned that box of forget-me-nots
	When she found out we knew
	About Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana Won't admit she smoked marijuana
	But that was
	Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama And there's that one down in the
	Bahamas But that was
	Mama, 'fore she was
	Mama

	zuo ci : Breathard, O' Donnell
	' Bout ten years old, hide and seek
	I found me in the closet
	Ready or not
	I stumbled on
	And opened up that box of
	Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
	A hundred, maybe more
	Next thing
	I know my brothers and me
	Got ' em scattered on the floor Yeah
	There was one of her, flippin' the bird
	Sittin' on a
	Harley And a few with some hairy hippie dude
	Turns out his name was
	Charlie Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' smokin'
	Had us boys confused
	I' ll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced
	To Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana Won' t admit she smoked marijuana
	But I saw
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama We put that box right where it was
	And never said a word
	But growin' up got hard just tryin'
	Not to picture her
	In anything but aprons, dresses
	Minivans and church
	Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
	For diggin' up that dirt
	On Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana She won' t admit she smoked marijuana
	But I saw
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama We laugh and hang it over her head
	Right above her halo
	Her face turns red when we bring up
	That tiedyed
	Winnebago
	She runs and hides and still denies
	That hip high rose tattoo
	She burned that box of forgetmenots
	When she found out we knew
	About Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana Won' t admit she smoked marijuana
	But that was
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama And there' s that one down in the
	Bahamas But that was
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama

	zuò cí : Breathard, O' Donnell
	' Bout ten years old, hide and seek
	I found me in the closet
	Ready or not
	I stumbled on
	And opened up that box of
	Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
	A hundred, maybe more
	Next thing
	I know my brothers and me
	Got ' em scattered on the floor Yeah
	There was one of her, flippin' the bird
	Sittin' on a
	Harley And a few with some hairy hippie dude
	Turns out his name was
	Charlie Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' smokin'
	Had us boys confused
	I' ll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced
	To Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana Won' t admit she smoked marijuana
	But I saw
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama We put that box right where it was
	And never said a word
	But growin' up got hard just tryin'
	Not to picture her
	In anything but aprons, dresses
	Minivans and church
	Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
	For diggin' up that dirt
	On Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana She won' t admit she smoked marijuana
	But I saw
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama We laugh and hang it over her head
	Right above her halo
	Her face turns red when we bring up
	That tiedyed
	Winnebago
	She runs and hides and still denies
	That hip high rose tattoo
	She burned that box of forgetmenots
	When she found out we knew
	About Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama In a string bikini, in
	Tijuana Won' t admit she smoked marijuana
	But that was
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama And there' s that one down in the
	Bahamas But that was
	Mama, ' fore she was
	Mama

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