Testo Mama - Elizabeth Nichols
Testo della canzone Mama (Elizabeth Nichols), tratta dall'album Mama - Single
I hate crying babies
Them things drive me crazy
9 months without a drink
Always thinkin' bout blue or pink
Not me, no
Not me, couldn't be
And then you walked in
In them cowboy boots
And I think I got something to lose
Got me thinking I'm not too young
And maybe you could be the one
Keep the protection in the night stand drawer
And I ain't talkin' 'bout your .44
Pray to God, he'll read my mind
And double up that one pink line
Let's start some small town drama
You make me wanna be a mama
Yea you do
Make me wanna be a mama
The kids would be smart and hot
I could eat whatever I want
Suddenly, don't seem so bad
I'd take a Jill or I'd take a Jack
As long as you're the dad
And you're standing there
In them tight Levi's
We could make it happen tonight
Got me thinking I'm not too young
And maybe you could be the one
Keep the protection in the night stand drawer
And I ain't talkin' 'bout your .44
Pray to God, he'll read my mind
And double up that one pink line
Let's start some small town drama
You make me wanna be a mama
Yea you do
Make me wanna be a mama
Our genetic intersection would be aesthetic pure perfection
Why rob the world of that?
It might sound controversial, but I'm feeling real maternal
When you tip that cowboy hat
Got me thinking I'm not too young
And maybe you could be the one
Keep the protection in the night stand drawer
And I ain't talkin' 'bout your .44
Pray to God, he'll read my mind
And double up that one pink line
Let's start some small town drama
You make me wanna be a mama
Yea you do
Make me wanna be a mama
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Writer(s): Elizabeth Nichols, Rusch Stephen David
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