She's my run away mama
Always chasing other men
She's my run away mama
She's somewhere and gone again.
If you see this kind of lady,
Kind of tall, kind of slim.
She's my runaway mama.
Call the law and turn her in
She's got lots of pretty things
That a man cannot ignore.
And she's standing out in a bar room
When she walks out on the floor.
If you see this kind of woman
Thumbling a ride and showing skin.
She's my runaway mama.
Call the law and turn her in.
If you see a woman flirting
And she's hurting a bunch of men.
She's my runaway mama.
Call the law and turn her in.
If you see her somewhere dancing
On a table in a bar.
Go and call the chief of police
And try to tell 'em where you are.
She's my runaway mama,
Always chasing other men
She's my runaway mama,
She's somewhere and gone again.
If you see this kind of lady
Thumbing a ride and showing skin.
She's my runaway mama.
Call the law and turn her in.
She's my runaway mama.
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