Mama,
Little Mama,
tell me what is wrong with you?
Little mama, little mama,
what more do I have to do?
You took my heart, you took my gold,
and now you come
here acting cold.
Little mama, what else do you want?
Little mama, little mama,
you think you're
such and such a man.
Little momma, little momma,
you played me for the softest touch
You left me here without a dime,
you got my life owed out on time
Little momma,
what else do you want?
When I think of the moments,
the things that we planned
Everything that you wished for
be came my command
Bought you a mansion,
12, 10 acre plot,
your own private ocean
for your platinum yacht.
Little mama,
tell me what is wrong with you.
You took my heart, you took my gold,
and now you come
here acting cold.
Little mama, what else do you want?
Your own crystal ballroom,
twenty -two bands,
so many diamonds you ran out of hands,
a gold -plated bathroom,
towels made of fur,
a dozen marques and ten thousand
marques.
Little mama,
tell me what is wrong with you.
you took my heart
you took my gold
and now you come here acting cold
little mama what else do you want
a king -size bed a color TV
your own private channel
showed nothing but me
a lavender caddy long
sleek and wide
with a pastel thunderbird
that hung from the side.
Then I woke one morning
feeling free as a breeze,
just to find my little mama
put me in the deep breeze.
Little mama,
tell me what is wrong with you.
The day will come and you will see
I don't want you but you want me,
little mama
You'd better change your ways
Oh
Thank you
Thank you