Mamma's Boy

Coming on in with the grass stained jeans Slammed the screen door and I watched the house lean Coming in by sundown is always the same Playing Cowboys and Indians mom it's just a game I did my job good if the good was the best So I'll be sleeping like a baby off the naughty list 'Cause she's a real go getter when she's coming real fast I'd like to take my time but I'd show up dead last If the past was the future and the present was then She'd be stitching up the kitchen with a taste of sin We may be deranged but we're alright We are the kids past midnight We grow up every weekend with a calendar girl We taken in money but she ain't no pearl Say a tight mini skirt's like a wedding dress With a Capri Smoke to finish The girls no your plan so go get your joy But you can't put it past no Mama's boy The girls no your plan so go get your joy But you can't put it past no Mama's boy