Leftover heart and eggshell mind
The wicked boys of summertime
I call my Mother i tell her I'm trying
Please send some money she knows I'm lying
"Won't you come back and just stay?"
With tears in her eyes my Mom would say
"Boy let me love you a Momma's way"
Fell out on the block i'm reaching higher
The Narcan shot hospital cot
She sat on the bed
Sadness was worn like jewelry
"Boy, you've lost your head" she said firmly
"Won't you come back and just stay?"
With tears in her eyes my Mom would say
"Boy let me love you a Momma's way"
"Let me love you a Momma's way"