As a young boy my mama used to make me walk the line,
even then as now, women were a weakness of mine,
in grade school I was a mess,
just pulling up some little girls dress,
teacher send me home from school "what a witch",
mama'd say bad boy go get me that switch
Mama you can't give me no whippin'
just for staying out all night
Mama you can't give me no whippin'
I'm old enough to know wrong from right
Mama you can't turn me over your knees
it's embarrassing to a man like me
Mama I think that I got something that the girls like
Mama I think I might have something that the girls like
I must have been about 13
when this feeling came over me
started to learning how to talk the girls
out of their virginity
I'd sneak'em out in the light of the moon
slip'em up into my bedroom
Mama catch us there without a stitch
she'd say bad boy, go get me that switch
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I remember celebrating my 18th birthday
I started out on the town in the evening
and I heard Mama scream boy don't you be late
well I rolled in about four A.M.
didn't know where I was, and where I'd been
there stood Mama with a belt in her hand
I said, Hey Mama, your boy's a man
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