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Mama's Little Girl

This song is by Angel Faith.

Mama's little girl likes teasing the boys,
Got 'em all on a string, baby just like toys,
Never gonna change, no you better not try,
Mama's little girl likes to make the big boys cry.
Here we go,
Mama's little girl,
Mama's little girl,
Mama's little girl,
Mama's little girl. (Here we go)

Here's a little story 'bout a girl I know,
This is how the story goes,
Never fitting in,
But that was the life she chose,
All the other girls gotta be so mean,
Always try to bring her down,
A whisper and a stare whenever she's around.

(Now it's changed)
Never knew what she'd become,
(She's not the same)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
They play their games,
And call her names,
And break her self-esteem,
They didn't know,
In time she'd grow,
To be a beauty queen yeah.

Mama's little girl likes teasing the boys, (oh)
Got 'em all on a string, baby just like toys, (oh)
Never gonna change, no you better not try, (oh)
Mama's little girl likes to make the big boys cry.
Yeah she's got it going on and no one's gonna stop her.
Mama's little girl likes teasing the boys yeah,
Mama's little girl likes to make the big boys...

I hear she walks by,
And she catches their eye,
Ooh, she's lookin' fine,
But she's makin' 'em wait,
Makin' 'em stand in line,
All the other girls wanna be her friend,
Funny how it turns around,
She's got it all,
She's the one that's laughin' now.

And what she wants,
Is what she takes,
There's no more playing shy,
For all those years,
And all those tears,
No matter how they try,
She lines 'em up,
And knocks 'em down,
And kisses them good bye.

Mama's little girl likes teasing the boys,
Got 'em all on a string, baby just like toys,
Never gonna change, no you better not try,
Mama's little girl likes to make the big boys cry.
Yeah she's got it going on and no one's gonna stop her.
Mama's little girl likes teasing the boys yeah,
Mama's little girl likes to make the big boys...

Mama's little girl (oh oh oh)
Mama's little girl (oh oh oh)
Mama's little giiiirl.
Mama's little giiiirl.
Mama's little giiiirl.
Mama's little giiiirl.

And what she wants,
Is what she takes,
There's no more playing shy,
For all those years,
And all those tears,
No matter how they try,
She lines 'em up,
And knocks 'em down,
And kisses them good bye.

*Chorus until ends*

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