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, what can I, what can I do?

Mama, Mama I wanted to please you

Mama, 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, what can I, what can I do?

Mama, Mama I wanted to please

Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better,

I wanted to be Mama

I wanted to be you

I wanted to be you...

I wanted to be you...

I wanted to be you

Mama, Mama I wanted to please you

Mama, Mama I wanted to please

Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better,

I wanted to be Mama

I wanted to be you, Dad

I wanted to be you, Dad

I wanted to be you, Dad

You...