| By the way he looks across his shoulder
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| And the way he sees things through his eyes
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| It’s impossible to disguise
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| He’s a mama’s boy
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| So confusing to my sense of humour
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| Is the way he hurts so easily
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| Anyone can see he’s a mama’s boy
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| Firstly he holds me too softly
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| Then he touches me barely
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| Mama’s boy
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| Then he loves me too quickly
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| Always everything but manly
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| Mama’s boyMama’s boy
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| It’s a funny kind of situation
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| Can’t relate to what is happpening
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| I’m tired of making time with a mama’s boy
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| It’s an insult to my sense of living
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| When it seems I’m doin' all the giving
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| I can’t waste one more night
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| He’s a mama’s boy
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| Firstly he holds me too softly
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| Then he touches me barely
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| Mama’s boy
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| Then he loves me too quickly
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| Always everything but manly
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| Mama’s boy
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| Mama’s boy
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| Firstly he holds me too softly
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| Then he touches me barely
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| Mama’s boy
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| Then he loves me too quickly
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| Always everything but manly
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| Mama’s boy
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| Mama’s boy
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| Well she tied him to her apron strings
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| Now he needs her advice on everything
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| Oh anyone can see he’s a mama’s boy
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| Don’t know why he gets involved with women
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| He’s a closet case with all the trimmings
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| He’s such a pretty thing
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| He’s a mama’s boy
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| Na Na Na Na Na Na Mama’s BoyNa Na Na Na Na Na Mama’s Boy
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| Mama’s Boy
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| Na Na Na Na Na Na Mama’s BoyNa Na Na Na Na Na Mama’s Boy
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