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The Rolling Stones Crazy Mama

it God, just wait for the thud of the bullet You're crazy Mama, yeah You're crazy Mama, yeah You're crazy Mama, yeah I'm crazy Mama, yeah

Well you're crazy Mama With your ball and chain And your sawn off shotgun Blown out brains, yeah You can scandalize me Scorn my name You can steal

Well you're crazy Mama With your ball and chain And your sawn off shotgun Blown out brains, yeah You can scandalize me Scorn my name You can steal

Well you're crazy Mama With your ball and chain And your sawn off shotgun Blown out brains, yeah You can scandalize me Scorn my name You can steal my

: Well you're crazy Mama With your ball and chain And your sawn off shotgun Blown out brains, yeah You can scandalize me Scorn my name You can

slam my Mercedes door again! Now, it all started with my father I must have got my pimping genes from him, the way he left my mama I'm a rolling stone

When I was just a little baby boy My Mama used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my Daddy was an evil man She used to tell me he hated

that's right motherfuckers I'm Back. This is the true story about mackin Check it Times are changin' Talk about it More so each year, But the Early Mornin' Stoned

your roll, slow it down, my **** Slow your roll, slow down, my **** Live life, lil' mama, quit tryin' to be grown You gon' miss daddy when he dead and gone Slow your roll