Chromeo:Momma's Boy
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This song is performed by Chromeo and appears on the album Fancy Footwork (2007).
View the Gracenote version of these lyrics here.Credits
View the Gracenote version of these lyrics here.
She says I remind her of her father,
and I know she likes it.
She wants a man that's got his game locked tight.
I think she reminds me of my mother,
when she knows I like it.
I want a woman with the same brown eyes.
And girl, you got it so bad
when the only boy you know is your dad.
And boy, you got it so wrong
when you look into her eyes
and all you really see is your mom. (Ohh)
Cause you're a momma's boy, momma's boy.
She tried to take me to the movies,
but i couldn't enjoy it.
I didn't even let her sneak a touch.
She asked me "Whats the problem,
maybe we can talk about it.
You're thinking 'bout your mother way too much."
And girl, you got it so bad
when the only boy you know is your dad.
And boy, you got it so wrong
when you look into her eyes
and all you really see is your mom. (Ohh)
Cause you're a momma's boy, momma's boy.
Momma's boy, momma's boy.
You're a momma's boy, momma's boy.
You're just a momma's boy, momma's boy. x3
You're just a... Oww
She says I remind her of her father,
and I know she likes it.
She wants a man that's got his game locked tight.
and I know she likes it.
She wants a man that's got his game locked tight.
I think she reminds me of my mother,
when she knows I like it.
I want a woman with the same brown eyes.
And girl, you got it so bad
when the only boy you know is your dad.
And boy, you got it so wrong
when you look into her eyes
and all you really see is your mom. (Ohh)
Cause you're a momma's boy, momma's boy.
She tried to take me to the movies,
but i couldn't enjoy it.
I didn't even let her sneak a touch.
She asked me "Whats the problem,
maybe we can talk about it.
You're thinking 'bout your mother way too much."
And girl, you got it so bad
when the only boy you know is your dad.
And boy, you got it so wrong
when you look into her eyes
and all you really see is your mom. (Ohh)
Cause you're a momma's boy, momma's boy.
Momma's boy, momma's boy.
You're a momma's boy, momma's boy.
You're just a momma's boy, momma's boy. x3
You're just a... Oww
She says I remind her of her father,
and I know she likes it.
She wants a man that's got his game locked tight.
Credits
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- Music and lyrics by Chromeo