Mama's Boy Lyrics - The Donnas

I know your mom hates my guts 

She must be high on coconuts 

Well, you better tell your mom 

That your gonna take me to the prom 

Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules 

Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool 

We were just playing video games 

When your mom started calling our names 

But I'm the one who should be making fun 

Cause the pot roast was overdone 

Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules 

Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool 

Hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules 

Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool 

[Screeching] 

Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules 

Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool 

Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules 

Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool 

Hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules 

Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool