Momma Told Me - Demo

I was in the girls bathroom
And suddenly I heard a
(Boom, boom, boom)
Everyone got out the room
They told me to stop and freeze where I was

So we got in order
We didn't make a sound
We just looked around
They all made us lay on the ground 'round, 'round

So where are we goin'?
Where are we movin' to?
March 1,2,3
Hands by your side
Straighten up your knees
We're all in a filed line
This situation is blowing my mind
(Hey) all eyes on me

Get up ladies and gentleman
It's the real deal
Come play your instruments
Your instruments
I got a voice to sing
I got a nose to breathe
And I got my body to show my thing

"Get out my house, get out my house!"
"Go get a job!"
My momma told me
My momma told me
"Get out my house, get out my house!"
"Get out, get out!"
You don't own me
No you don't own me

You can try to catch me
But you won't get that lucky
They ask me what I'm lookin' at
You and if you want a problem
First come, first serve they say
But do I care? No cause
I don't have sympathy
It gets taken for fragility

Get up ladies and gentleman
It's the real deal
Come play your instruments
Your instruments
I got a voice to sing
I got a nose to breathe
And I got my body to do my thing

Do my thing, do my thing
Do my thing, do my thing