| Hey Mama T, hey Mama T-razor stepping down the street
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| Mama sing T-razor Mama T, Mama T, look what you done to this child
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| Oh we’re living so quiet on the street out there
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| I didn’t have a notion, not one bull’s notion or a care
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| I went swinging oh from gutter to gutter, you could almost smell me
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| Mama T come looking for me, Mama T-razor just as sharp as a knife
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| Mama T-razor come looking for me, Mama T you bring me roses every day
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| My Mama T bring me roses every day, Mama T bring me roses every day
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| My Mama T bring me roses every day
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| Lying down, keeping quiet, don’t know what, start a riot
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| Well I ain’t got my gloves on
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| I don’t care about the town square
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| I don’t care about New Delhi, otherwise
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| Only Mama T-razor saved me, Mama T-razor come and help me up
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| Mama T, Mama T, my Mama T, my Mama T little a razor come up and saved me
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| Gutter to gutter, ghetto to ghetto, get to hell
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| Who knows how they smell?
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| Who know who the lepers are, who the unclean are
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| Tell me who the lepers are, who the unclean are
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| Mama T-razor gonna tell you now, Mama T-razor stepping up and out
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| Mama T-Razor, sharp as you like
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| Mama T-razor sharper than any marlinspike
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| The marlin, the marlin, the marlin, the marlin
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| Here come that swordfish, gonna cut you down like a little sharp razor
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| Razor sharp like Mama T, going to cut you
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| Mama T, get it together
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| Mama T, get it together
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| Mama T, spread my bed with roses every day
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| Spread my bed with roses every day
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| Every flower in the rainbow, they all belong to me
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| They came from Mama T
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| Mother Theresa stepping up on me
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| Mother T, all them roses
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| Cover me with roses every day
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| She cover me with them roses and them flowers
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| Red?
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| Indigo?
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| Must you go?
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| Here come, here come the Saffron
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| Here come that gofor, run
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| Here come the Twyler
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| You can throw me roses every day
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| Like Mama T |