A
I ain't go her, I ain't got a clue
Of what I did and didn't do
D E A
All I know is I'm wearing her number out
No explanation, it didn't take long
For her to go and tell me she's gone
D E A
My mama would be a shamed if she could see me now
D
I'm back on the bottle, crying out loud
I need holdin' and I need it now
A D
Someone to rock me and then tuck me in
E
It takes a mama twenty years to make a boy a man
D A
Another woman twenty seconds to have him crawlin' a gain
A
He made us furst, but He let them
Be in control of the shape we're in
D E A
And every women knows why Adam worshipped Eve
From the day we're born 'til the day we die
We're at the mercy of a woman kind
D E A
And like a big ol' baby, I miss her loving me
D
I'm back on the bottle, crying out loud
I need holdin' and I need it now
A D
Someone to rock me and then tuck me in
E
It takes a mama twenty years to make a boy a man
D A
Another woman twenty seconds to have him crawlin' a gain
E
It takes a mama twenty years to make a boy a man
D A
Another woman twenty seconds to have him crawlin' a gain
E
It takes a mama twenty years to make a boy a man
D A
Another woman twenty seconds to have him crawlin' a gain
