Blonde²

Tried to sneak out without saying
With my loudest record playing
Ooh, my mama said, « Look at this, you haven’t done your bed »
My mama said, « That’s a thing that you should do instead »

Yeah, I did what she had told me
Dying for my friend to hold me
Ooh, my mama said, « Try and get one thing into your head »
My mama said, « Pa and me, we give you room and bed »
How I wanna live my life
Wanna live my life
La-la-la, la-la-la, life

In the morning she said « Listen »
Ooh, I felt like in a prison
Yeah, my mama said, « I know you’ve been out again with Fred »
(My mama said)
My mama said, « Don’t you lie, your cheeks are blushing red »
(My mama said)
Oh I wanna live my life
Wanna live my life
La-la-la, la-la-la, life

I said, « I can live without him.
How I wish you wouldn’t doubt him. »
Oh oh, my mama said, « If you want to hurt me go ahead »
(My mama said)
My mama said, « I suppose you’d rather see me dead »
(My mama said)
Oh I wanna live my life
Wanna live my life
La-la-la, la-la-la, life

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