Lyrics

Come to Momma

You?re cute and you?re young
Real cute and real young
Saw you standin? in the corner with those friends of yours
You were lookin? like Disneyland in those thirty-fours
I?m a respectable woman, would cheat or steal
But I?d gladly rob the cradle way you make me feel

Come to Momma let me nurture you a little tonight
Baby you can Come to Momma
Let me kiss it make it better make it all feel right
Come to Momma let me rock you in my arms tonight
Baby you can Come to Momma
Let me slip you a tip Momma?s lips can make it alright

So drink up that last shot
Cause I?m here and you?re hot
Baby take my hand I?ll show you what to do
I don?t need no direction, been around the block a time or two
Tell you one thing you?d be smart to remember
There?s a lot goes down ?tween May and December

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I?ll bet that bitty you came in with never cuts you know slack
Let me give you some advice she?s to small throw her back
When she?s ridin? your last nerve and you can?t take her drama
Baby you can come to Momma

Chorus




Written by: Maggie Brandon
Frankly Margaret Music BMI