Mama

When I'm out and about Skipping around the city Up and down Without a doubt I'm okay with me But when I'm home all alone With only the phone And all the crap I've accrued What can I do? Mama, I wanted to please you Mama, I wanted to please Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, I wanted to be mama I wanted to be you When I'm out in the car With the wind in my hair Spinning wheels It really feels Like I'm going somewhere But when I'm home all alone With only the phone Eating crap in the nude What can I do?