Look who it is walking through the door,
Fancy rags and jazz wax.
So discreet, L'Esprit D'Armour;
Both your feet in concrete.
You want a certain of woman to placate your soul,
Teach you all the things you think you need to know.
She's not your mama, your mama, your mama.
Look who it is out up on the street,
Drinking on the corner.
I knew that guy once upon a time,
We used to have so much in common.
But now you wanna tell me where I'm going wrong,
Where I should be going, then push me along.
But you're not my mama, my mama, my mama.
Nobody ain't but one.
I'm not your mama, your mama, your mama.
credits
from Valleywood,
released October 20, 2015
Acoustic Guitar, Slide Guitar, Bass and Percussion- Dan Parsons
Electric Guitar- Rohin Power
♬ don't want to pick up the phone / wish the world would leave me alone / nobody knows just were I go when I'm singing along to the radio ♬
A treasure of an album, love those minor keys. peter
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