I know your mom hates my gutsShe must be high on coconutsWell, you better tell your momThat your gonna take me to the promHey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rulesHey, mama's boy, I used to think you were coolWe were just playing video gamesWhen your mom started calling our namesBut I'm the one who should be making funCause the pot roast was overdoneHey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rulesHey, mama's boy, I used to think you were coolHey, mama's boy, you better follow the rulesHey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool[Screeching]Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rulesHey, mama's boy, I used to think you were coolHey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rulesHey, mama's boy, I used to think you were coolHey, mama's boy, you better follow the rulesHey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool
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