Lyrics

Mama’s Boy ©2003 Jon T. Howard

I know your kind I’ve seen it before
Shit hits the fan man you’re out the door
You owe me nothing but what about yourself
Seems your mama never weaned you off her milk

Is it too much to ask?
Oh Lord I guess it is
If you’re ever gonna last
You better figure out a way to thicken up your skin

Mama, oh mama
Mama’s boy you’ll always be
Nothing but trouble, oh you’re trouble
Nothing but trouble for me

Make up your mind I can’t take it anymore
Just be a man stop keepin’ score
You try so hard to rebel
But you wear that deer in the headlights look so well

Now that the stones have been cast
So much for the honeymoon bliss
Who’s gonna have the last laugh
Yeah there’s nothing more painful then a Judas kiss

Mama, oh mama
Mama’s boy you’ll always be
You're nothing but trouble, oh you’re trouble
Nothing but trouble for me