Testo Mama Said - Bow Anderson

Testo della canzone Mama Said (Bow Anderson), tratta dall'album KlangCafe - Chilled Pop

We got a crazy love
Down baby, up baby, 'til the night is up
But you're a mile away
Can't see me cry, baby, sweet holiday
Come rescue me
I'll tell you, what the world needs now is a brand new me
I wanna fly away, somewhere high, where I know you won't be
Call me crazy, but I really wanna lose your love
Call me crazy, but I really wanna lose your love
Standing at the bus stop wearing your top
You're a king, baby, king, baby, holding onto your love
I should have known when you stopped buying flowers
No point in being a queen if I got no power
Standing in the background, tryna make some sound
Cry, baby, cry, baby, as you pull the car around
I put my hands up to my eyes to hide it
This love's suicide
'Cause my mama told me, be gracious, and outrageous
And never sell your heart to nobody for money, babe
Don't play with matches
You'll get burnt some day, so bad, putting on that red dress
Wish I listened to what mama said
We got a crazy love
Down baby, up baby, 'til the night is up
But you're a mile away
Can't see me cry, baby, sweet holiday
Come rescue me
I'll tell you, what the world needs now is a brand-new me
I wanna fly away
Somewhere high where I know you won't be
Call me crazy, but I really wanna lose your love
Call me crazy, but I really wanna lose your love
Standing at the bus stop wearing your top
You're a king, baby, king, baby, holding onto your love
I should have known when you stopped buying flowers
No point in being a queen if I got no power
Standing in the background, tryna make some sound
Cry, baby, cry, baby, as you pull the car around
I put my hands up to my eyes to hide it
This love's suicide
'Cause my mama told me, be gracious, and outrageous
And never sell your heart to nobody for money, babe
Don't play with matches
You'll get burnt some day, so bad, putting on that red dress
Wish I listened to what mama said
I'm always sweeping up
The mess that you left behind
Boy, I've woken up
I need a holiday
Sweet, sweet sun to dry these tears away
Standing at the bus stop wearing your top
You're a king, baby, king, baby, holding onto your love
I should have known when you stopped buying flowers
No point in being a queen if I got no power
Standing in the background, tryna make some sound
Cry, baby, cry, baby, as you pull the car around
I put my hands up to my eyes to hide it
This love's suicide
'Cause my mama told me, be gracious, and outrageous
And never sell your heart to nobody for money, babe
Don't play with matches
You'll get burnt some day, so bad, putting on that red dress
Wish I listened to what mama said



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Writer(s): Jamie Scott, Claire Anderson
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