| Ooooh mama mama mama
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| Why you don’t like my man
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| Ooooh mama mama mama
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| Why can’t you understand
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| You say he’s rough around the edges
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| He don’t always act right
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| But when we’re all alone
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| Don’t you know he treats me right
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| Now loving him could be so easy
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| Loving him could be so easy
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| But mama don’t like my man
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| No she don’t like my man
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| Don’t like the way he dresses
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| Or the cigarettes he smokes
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| Don’t like the company he keeps
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| Or the color of his jokes
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| You say he ain’t no good
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| He says he’s rough and he is lazy
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| How can I explain
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| How the way he drives me crazy
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| But loving him could be so easy
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| Loving him could be so easy
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| But mama don’t like my man
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| No she don’t like my man
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| Ooooh mama mama mama
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| Why you don’t like my man
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| Ooooh mama mama mama
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| Why can’t you understand
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| Loving him could be so easy
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| Loving him could be so easy
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| But mama don’t like my man
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| No she don’t like my man |