Cuddle him to death Give him all the love he needs It'll never be a threat Love's what he'll breed
Soon he will grow Be a strong man Taught to be big Enjoy him as much as he can
Momma tell your son Tell him momma While he's still young
Tell him about a girl A wonderful precious thing To consider whether he's a slob He's a king
Tell him it takes two To agree And a yes is not a yes If she wasn't really clear
Even if he hates Can no longer relate Free reins to his whims It ain't all up to him
No momma tell your son Cause if his dad won't You're the one
Momma tell your son for usin' that gun You need permission And she's way too young
Come on momma tell your son The definition Of "not don"
Oh momma... tell your son Tell him where he came from Outta you and you're a girl too Ohoh
Tell that cute little one Still hooked on his mom The kinda man he can become
'N never have to hear him say "She was too ugly any way Too beautiful too resist Had to tie her up by her wrists" Although with him it can be huge fun He'd give her the opportunity to come And why on earth would he want to pay He knows it's kinda uncool these days Tendency "desire shared, never ever have to be scared Instead girls full of inspiration, not always to tired or bored for the occasion"
And mom tell your daughter You won't cut her source of joy away Oh, it might be useful with the new man on his way 104 times a year 15 minutesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
