Mamacita
sit right here-a
tell me something
I know you knew
why do women
treat me badly
when I love them
hand in glove them
treat me cruel
why do women
make me madly
tell me please
on my knees
tell me true
she said Sonny
it's not money
it's not your looks
though they're fair
change your manner
with a hammer
and do something
with your hair
it's not the price
but you're too nice
you're a fool
not so cool
what a square
I said Mama
what's the problem
always treat them
with respect
never abuse them
or misuse then
but I lose them
what the heck?
she said boy-o
you're just a toy-o
you're too safe
just a waif
what did you expect?
women like a man who's dangerous
someone to excite their heart
you are such a softie and a wuss
a loser right from the start
but if you want to get a pretty girl
I will tell what to do
sharpen up your edge make heads go whirl
and they'll want to be with you
Mamacita
look at me-a
I did what you
said to try
spent all my bread
dyed my hair red
bought some leather
and whatever
works says I
motorcycle
now they like it
thank you Mum
you're a chum
bye bye!
[sound of a motorcycle roaring off into the distance]
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