dalbello – what your mama don’t know lyrics
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just another way to p-ss the time (i know)
a “d” in science for a p-ssing grade
drinking vodka with your lemonade
chorus
and oh–oh… what your mama don’t know
oh–oh… what your mama don’t know
caught you thumbing through some dirty books
out in the alley with some smalltime crooks (we know)
come-a-courtin’ and your shirt be clean
and what you’re saying cl-ssified obscene
chorus
and oh–oh… what your mama don’t know
oh–oh… what your mama don’t know
bridge
what she doesn’t know…
never hurt her none…
she doesn’t know
she’ll never know…
never hurt her none… no
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