MAMA TOLD ME (NOT TO COME)

Words & Music by Randy Newman
Copyright WARNER CHAPPELL International rights secured

Want some whisky in your water,
sugar in your tea?

What's all these crazy questions
they're asking me?

This is the craziest party
that could ever be.

Don't turn on the lights
'cause I don't wanna see.

Mama told me not to come.
Mama told me not to come.
"That ain't the way to have fun, no, uhuh."

Open up the window,
let some air into this room.

I think I'm almost chokin'
from the smell of stale perfume.

And that cigarette you're smoking,
it's scaring me half to death.

Open up the window, sucker,
let me catch my breath.

Mama told me not to come.
Mama told me not to come.

"That ain't the way to have fun, son."
"That ain't the way to have fun, son."

The radio is blastin',
someone's knockin' at the door.

I'm lookin' at my girlfriend,
she's passed out on the floor.

I've seen so many things
I ain't never seen before.

Don't know what it is,
I don't wanna see no more.

Mama told me not to come.
Mama told me not to come.

She said:
"That ain't the way to have fun, son."
"That ain't the way to have fun, no."

Mama told me, mama told me, mama told me,
told me, told me, mama told me,
woh, yeah, yeah,

Mama told me not to come,
mama told me not to come.

"That ain't the way to have fun, no."
"That ain't the way to have fun, son."

"That ain't the way to have fun, no."
"That ain't the way to have fun, son."

"That ain't the way to have fun, yeah."
"That ain't the way to have fun, son."

"That ain't the way to have fun, no."
"That ain't the way to have fun, son."

08-26-93, 16:00, V.T.

Soft Karaoke
Words
Melody
Vocals 1
Vocals 2
Drums
Bass
Keyboard 1
Keyboard 2
Guitar
Solo Guitar