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I still had rice in my hair, still had stars in my eyes, When I started pickin' up your underwear the other night. There they were on the floor when I woke up today: If you don't pick 'em up, I'm gonna throw 'em away. Oh, I know I call you "baby", But that's just a figure of speech. I ain't your Mama; (I ain't your Mama.) Oh, I love you to death, but I didn't take you to raise. I ain't your Mama, (I ain't your Mama.) But I know why she gave you away. You like to stroll in from work, have your supper at five, Oh, I used to be a sucker for those big pretty eyes. Well, the kitchen's all yours, mister, you got two hands. It's time for you to learn to wipe a pot and a pan. So you're hungry for spaghetti: Well, baby, don't look at me. I ain't your Mama; (I ain't your Mama.) Boy, I love you to death, but I didn't take you to raise. I ain't your Mama, (I ain't your Mama.) But I know why she gave you away. It ain't like you ain't good to me. You're as cute as you can be. SongtexteI know you're used to doin' what you wanna, But I ain't your Mama. Sorry, baby. Instrumental break. Oh yeah, I wanna make love. But you can make the bed up! I ain't your Mama; (I ain't your Mama.) Oh, I love you to death, but I didn't take you to raise. I ain't your Mama, (I ain't your Mama.) But I know why she gave you away. I ain't your Mama, (I ain't your Mama.) But I sure know why she gave you away, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania