Lyric Your Mamma Won t Like Me

I wear my jeans too short
And my neckline s too low
I m getting stared at wherever I go.
I wear my jeans too tight
And I stay out all the night
When you turn me on, you ll see how I can bite.
And now my preoccupation is making love
I ve got a bad reputation though playing around
I like your stimulation but that ain t enough
So don t take me home, baby, Na Na Na Na Na Na cause your mamma won t like me
So don t take me home, honey, now Na Na Na Na Na Na cause your mamma won t like me.
I like my musik loud
And I stand out of the crowd
By doing everything I know what shoudn t do.
So when you hold me tight -
I won t put up the fight -
I ll just knock you out and watch you coming to.
Just put me in a situation when I m turning you on
I ll be the devil s recreation and before too long
You cold feal the sensation that s oh, so strong
So don t take me home, baby, Na Na Na Na Na cause your mamma won t like me
So don t take me home, honey, now Na Na Na Na Na your mamma won t like me.
And now my preoccupation is making love
I ve got a bad reputation though playing around
I like your stimulation but that ain t enough
So don t take me home, baby, Na Na Na Na Na Na cause your mamma won t like me
So don t take me home, honey, now Na Na Na Na Na your mamma won t like me.