Lyrics Mama Olivia - Bekon

Mama Olivia

Mama Olivia
Smoking a cigarette
Living with no regret
Wiping down the bathroom floor
A cook in the kitchenette
She never had a debt
She never wrote a check
Cause she would never ask for more
And here in this tower of her dreams is where she’ll lie
She’ll lie
And here in this tower of her dreams is where she’ll die
She’ll die
Mama
Mama
Mama
Mama
Jim at the register
Packs up the bread for you
Looks in your eyes as he asks you what you’re looking for
He’s working after all
Saving for alcohol
Cleanup on aisle four
Stocking up the Tylenol
And here in this tower of his dreams is where he’ll lie
He’ll lie
And here in this tower of his dreams is where he’ll die
He’ll die
Mama
Mama
Mama
Mama
Is it a lie if I can tell
That I’m lying to myself
Does Mary tell the truth
And what’s in like to win if you always lose
Mama
Mama
Mama
Mama