| Well, I remember way back when I was just a boy
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| Goin' places with my mom and dad
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| It used to scare me to death, how momma used to act
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| After six or seven beers she’s had
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| We were sittin at a table when momma got disabled
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| All the liquor runnin' thru her head
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| Soon I got to chokin', daddy wasn’t jokin'
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| When he grabbed me by the arm and said
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| «Don't look now your momma’s got her boobs out
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| Showin' everybody in town»
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| Faces turnin' red we were wishin' we were dead
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| There where people standin' all around
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| When momma gets to drinkin' there ain’t much thinkin'
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| There’s nothing anybody can do
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| Just hope and pray there never comes a day
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| When my momma’s out drinkin' with you
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| Well, we got her in the truck and we started drivin' home
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| When momma said she had to go, daddy pulled it over
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| We were standin' on the shoulder
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| While mom is puttin' on a show
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| Then he started up the truck
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| And momma stood up with her pants still around her knees
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| When we heard momma holler, «If ya give me a dollar
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| Well, I’ll let you take a peek at these»
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| «Don't look now, your momma’s got her boobs out»
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| Showin' everybody in town
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| Faces turnin' red, we were wishin' we were dead
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| There were people standin' all around
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| When momma gets to drinkin', there ain’t much thinkin'
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| There’s nothin' anybody can do
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| Oh, won’t you hope and pray, there never comes a day
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| When my momma’s out drinkin' with you
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| Oh, won’t you hope and pray there never comes a day
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| When my momma’s out drinkin' with you |