Rancho Las Voces: Radio / Three Dog Night: «Mama told me not to come»
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Radio / Three Dog Night: «Mama told me not to come»




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En RADIO Rancho Las Voces...Three Dog Night... interpreta... Mama told me not to come... en RADIO Rancho Las Voces.. is the craziest party there could ever be...


Mama told me not to come
Lyrics

Want some whiskey in your water
Sugar in your tea
What's all these crazy questions they askin' me
This is the craziest party there could ever be
Don't turn on the lights, 'cause I don't want to see

Mama told me not to come, oh lord
Mama told me not to come
She said, That ain't the way to have fun, no

Open up the window
Let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin'
From the smell of stale perfume

And that cigarette you're smoking
'Bout scared me half to death
Open up the window, sucker
Let me catch my breath

Mama told me not to come, oh lord
Mama told me not to come
She said, that ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, son

(Instrumental)

The radio is blastin'
Someone's knocking at the door
I'm lookin' at my girlfriend
She's passed out on the floor

I seen so many things
I ain't never seen before
I don't know what it is
somebody shut that door

Mama told me not to come, oh lord
Mama told me not to come
She said, that ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, son

Mama told me, mama told me, mama told me
Told me, told me
That ain't no way to have fun, whoah, yeah yeah
Mama told me not to come
Mama, mama, mama told me
That ain't no way to have fun

That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son

That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son

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