When I was a boy just about the eight-a grade Mama used to say, "Don't stay out-a late With the bad-a boys, always shoot-a pool Giuseppe going to flunk-a school"
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Boy it make-a me sick, all the t'ing I gotta do I can't-a-get-a no kicks, I always go to follow rules Boy, it make-a me sick, just to make-a lousy bucks Got to feelin' like a fool And-a mama used to say all-a time
{Refrain} What's-a matter you, hey, gotta no respect What-a you t'ink you do, why you look-a so sad It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place Ah, shaddap you face
That's-a my mama, I can remember
Soon-a come a day gonna be a big-a star Den I make-a TV shows and-a movies, get-a myself a new car But still I be myself, I don't want-a to change a t'ing Still a-dance and a-sing I t'ink about-a mama, she used to say