| Mama’s gotta problem
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| She don’t know what to say
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| Her little baby boy just left home today
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| She’s got to be the loser in the end
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| She’s got to be the loser in the end
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| Misuse her and you’ll lose her as a friend
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| She’s ma on whom you can always depend
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| She washed and fed, and clothed and cared
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| For nearly twenty years
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| And all she gets is «goodbye ma»
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| And the nightimes for her tears
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| She’s got to be the loser in the end
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| She’s got to be the loser in the end
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| Misuse her and you’ll lose her as a friend
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| She’s ma on whom you can always depend
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| So listen mothers everywhere
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| To just one mother’s son
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| You’ll get forgotten on the way
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| If you don’t let them have their fun
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| Forget regrets, and just remember
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| It’s so long since you were young
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| You’re bound to be the loser in the end
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| You’re bound to be the loser in the end
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| They’ll choose their new shoes that’s not far to bend
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| You’re ma on whom they can always depend |