Momma's Boy

Look what you've done You've really come under the gun Haven't I told you before You're more than my number one son Go and fight and do what's right According to momma's rule Don't you love the way I love Everything you have to do If you're born to be free You're born to be with me So gather your vicious friends And come and service me I don't care Let them live in fear Of my little bundle of pride and joy What the world deserves A bundle of nerves Come to me my little momma's boy Look what you've done You've really come under the gun Haven't I told you before You're more than my number one son I don't care Let them live in fear Of my little bundle of pride and joy What the world deserves A bundle of nerves Come to me my little momma's boy