Momma, Momma, Momma

What's the use of talkin', it's as plain as plain
Just from where I got my good sense and my brain
All my better qualities, my looks and charm
From a certain married lady that I loved to pieces
My mom

Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma
Why did it had to be
Made so perfectly, mom and you
Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma
Who will I ever see
Half so good for me, mom and you

How could I ever meet
A girl as sweet, to make me care
No matter what a honey
No matter how much money
Where's the one to compare

To my own
Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma
How can I help if I
Passed the other girls by, by, by

Though I keep wild awake and looking for
A girl that I can take home and adore
They just don't seem to make them anymore, like my own
Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma

Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma
Dive, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Here's slipping to this mom and you

Right now, in the middle of Princes
Time with the one, two, three
Harry, what has got into you?
So try it on for me
I gotta see, is it your size?

Oh dear, it's much too baggy
Down here in front, it's saggy

Don't be smart Mr. Wiseguy
So let it be baggy, saggy, my neck, it couldn't choke
It's enough just to look and stroke

Down in the park, they'll faint when you go by
Oh real life civil fox for me, oh my
When my friend Ethel sees it, oh she'll die

Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma

Momma, momma, momma
Momma, momma, momma
How could I help if I
Passed the other girls by, by, by

Though I keep wild awake and looking for
A girl that I can take home and adore
They just don't seem to make them anymore, like my own
Momma (Harry), momma (Harry), momma (Harry)
Momma (Harry), momma (Harry), momma (Harry), momma



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Writer(s): Harold J. Rome
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