Been in so much trouble, I know
My mama wasn't proud of me, no, no
That's why I'm running away, yeah
I was stuck in my ways, yeah
I tried to stay out the way, uh-huh
They kept getting in my face
So I had to smack 'em up kinda like an outlaw
And when my mother dresses me
And when my mother addresses me
When I'm smelling nice
I know, I know, I know, I know
Like an outlaw
I wish I knew better
I was a fool when I was young
I hated school, really thought I was Satan's son
And then the cops arrested me
I called my mother and I told her not to tell my father
Please don't, oh
Kinda like an outlaw
Baby, oh, yeah
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