The Donnas - Mama's Boy lyrics

I know your mom hates my guts She must be high on coconuts Well, you better tell your mom That your gonna take me to the prom Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool We were just playing video games When your mom started calling our names But I'm the one who should be making fun Cause the pot roast was overdone Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool Hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool [Screeching] Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool Hey, mama's boy, you better follow the rules Hey, mama's boy, I used to think you were cool