Luyện nghe bài hát Fore She Was Mama

Bout ten years old, and seek
I found me in the
Ready or not I on
And up that box of

Yearbooks, letters, black and
A hundred, maybe
Next thing I know my and me
Got em on the floor, yeah

It was one of her, the bird
on a Harley
And a few with hairy hippie dude
out his name was Charlie

Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin,
Had us confused
Ill forget the day
Us nosy got introduced

To mama 'fore she was
In a string in Tijuana
Wont admit she marijuana
But I saw mama she was mama

We put that box where it was
And said a word
But growin up got hard just
Not to her

In but aprons, dresses
Mini-vans and
Oh and daddy would whooped our butts
For up that dirt

On 'fore she was mama
In a string in Tijuana
She admit she smoked marijuana
But I saw mama she was mama

We laugh and it over her head
above her halo
Her face red when we bring up
That tie-dyed

She runs and hides and still
That hip high tattoo
She burned that box of
When she found out we

About 'fore she was mama
In a string bikini in
Wont admit she marijuana
But that was 'fore she was mama

And theres that one in the Bahamas
Oh, but that was mama she was mama

Yeah, caught her red