Call Your Mama - Tami Neilson

Change the locks to your box of things

Out on the street, but sure as hell kept your rings

You wanna lie and cheat, well

Whose food you gonna eat, now?

Whose bell you gonna ring-a-ding-ding

Playin' 'round like a cat with a string

Why don’t you call your Mama?

See if she wanna make up the spare room so you can stay

Why don’t you call your Mama?

She if she gonna float you a loan 'til you get paid

I don’t got time to give my time of day

Why don’t you call your Mama?

Call your Mama

I see you creepin' like you’ll never get caught

We know a leopard never changes its spots

Did you ever wonder, perhaps your days are numbered?

One time you’re gonna hear gunshots

Head in the clouds like you’re some kind o' King

Why don’t you call your Mama?

See if she wanna make up the spare room so you can stay

Why don’t you call your Mama?

She if she gonna float you a loan 'til you get paid

I don’t got time to give my time of day

Why don’t you call your Mama?

Call your Mama

Call your Mama, a-ring-a-ding-ding

Call your Mama, a-ring-a-ding-ding

Call your Mama, ring-a-ding-ding

Call your Mama, ring-a-ding-ding