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BI can't sell my mama short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
EMama try to stopped me short of stealing
I Bguess that's why I had to steal that car
BShe told me not to smoke it
But I did and it took me far Eaway
And FI turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever Braised
BWell, I rolled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas
I Ehad to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast
Those Bneon lights was calling me and somehow I just had to get downEtown
So I Freached into the glove box, another liquor store went Bdown
And I sing 'BPrecious memories', take me back to the good ol' Edays
Let me Fhear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for Bme
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's Eways
And FI turned out to be the only hell my mama ever Braised C
When they Cput them handcuffs on me, Lord how I fought to resist
But Fagent clamped 'em tighter, 'til that metal bit into my wrist
They took my Cbelt and my billfold, my fingerprints, and the profile of my Fface
GThen they locked away the only hell my mama ever ever Craised
And I sing 'CPrecious memories', take me back to the good ol' Fdays
Let me Ghear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for Cme
She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's Fways
And GI turned out to be the only hell my mama ever Craised C
She tried to Cturn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's Fways
And GI turned out to be the only hell my mama ever Craised
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