Home To Mama

Ya its true I've been around,
I've been played up and down the town
But when I'm done there's no cabaret, son
I want to get back home to mama
Yeah I can't chill out don't wanna be late
Don' want a Cadallic no more, I want a Rocket 88
I want the fastest engine in this town
Take me back home to mama

Down at chesterfields they offered us meals
And the two point spreads and the highest of heels
If you can't drive let me behind the wheel
So I can get back home to mama
Yeah I can't chill out don't wanna be late
Don't want a Cadallic no more I want a Rocket 88
I want the fastest engine in this town

Take me back home to mama

Hey, Johnny,
When WAS the first time you met her?
When was the first time I met her?
Well see Mr. it seems like so long ago I can hardly remember
OK, all right it was Friday night
Or maybe it was Saturday
She was cool
As cool as the fall
And her eyes they shone like diamonds over the stars the early dawn
She had smiles for everyone
But her kisses, (yeah) yeah her kisses
Her kisses were only for me
Well its so nice to see you folks it was swingin'
With the horns a pumpin' and the guitar ringin'
You know I sure am fond of singin'
But I gotta get back home to mama
Yeah I can't chill out, I don't wanna be late
Don't want a Cadallic no more I want a Rocket 88
Take the fastest engine in this town
Home to mama



Credits
Writer(s): John Chisholm
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