Mama, I've been sitting on the porch since ten past three a.m.
And I don't want to see what's waiting on me when I walk back in
Mama, I took his Babe Ruth baseball, put it right through the drywall
A couple years worth of picture-framed glass up and down our hall
Oh, Mama
I pushed a grown man to his limit, aimed for a nerve and ***n, I hit it
Ain't no point debating where the blame is
Too much maker's made a mark, tore a twister through this trailer park
He's sure to make my goodbye grapevine famous
All this train's a wreck, it's such a mess
And Mama, I made it
I'm gonna spend the whole next week trying to sweep this
Under that rug
Ain't it just like me to double down on Serena
All this drama
Oh, Mama
I pushed a grown man to his limit, aimed for a nerve and ***n, I hit it
Ain't no point debating where the blame is
Too much maker's made a mark, tore a twister through this trailer park
He's sure to make my goodbye grapevine famous
All this train's a wreck, it's such a mess
And Mama, I made it
I made it
I had it made, I made it worse
I probably should have called you first
Mama, oh mama, mama, oh mama
I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for an urban ***, I hit it
Ain't no point debating where the blame is
Too much makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He's sure to make my goodbye grape, I'm famous
All these trains are wrecked, it's such a mess
And mama, I made it
Oh, I made it
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