| She’s my run away mama
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| Always chasing other men
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| She’s my run away mama
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| She’s somewhere and gone again
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| If you see this kind of lady
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| Kind of tall, kind of slim
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| She’s my runaway mama
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| Call the law and turn her in
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| She’s got lots of pretty things
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| That a man cannot ignore
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| And she’s standing out in a bar room
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| When she walks out on the floor
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| If you see this kind of woman
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| Thumbing a ride and showing skin
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| She’s my runaway mama
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| Call the law and turn her in
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| If you see a woman flirting
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| And she’s hurting a bunch of men
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| She’s my runaway mama
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| Call the law and turn her in
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| If you see her somewhere dancing
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| On a table in a bar
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| Go and call the chief of police
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| And try to tell them where you are
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| If you see this kind of lady
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| Kind a tall and kind a slim
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| She’s my runaway mama
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| Call the law and turn her in
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| She’s my runaway mama |