| Oh, mama don’t allow no parkin' in the car
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| Oh, mama don’t allow no parkin' in the backseat of the car
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| But if I listened to mama
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| I wouldn’t be in this mess
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| Like a TV show I saw a long time ago
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| Mama knows best!
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| I went to see my baby
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| I had dadd’s car for the night
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| We were going to the drivn'
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| I thought it could be all right
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| One thing led to another
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| And sure did blow my mind
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| To be over my left shoulder
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| And see that flash light shine
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| I said: «look here cop, you ain’t treatin' us right!»
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| He said: «shut up kid and sit down!
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| You know you both are in trouble up to your ears, and I’m…
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| I’m gonna have to call your parents down»
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| Ah! |
| the girl was mad!
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| That’s so was dad!
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| And my social life was dead
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| And when I got grounded for a month
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| I remember what my mama said:
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| «You worse than your father»
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| Mama don’t allow no parkin' in the car
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| Mama don’t allow no parkin' in the backseat of the car
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| If I listened to mama
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| I wouldn’t be in this mess
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| 'Cos like a TV show I saw a long time ago
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| Mama knows best!
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| Mama knows best!
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| Mama knows best!
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| Mama!
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| Mama knows best! |