Hey Mama

Hey, mama
Do you know where your daughter went?
I would not be impressed if the answer is' no
So she's drunk at the nightclub
Rolling on the lap of a stranger
Oh, she's loving this life of falsehood
By day she is a good girl, getting good praise
But at night she's a bitch
Laughing at the guys who chase her
She managed to destroy them all

Her bra is full of money
Dirty money, dirty money
While you work, mama, she lives for luxuries
Do you realize how drugged she is?
She has several hallucinogens in her purse
You're playing strange music on old radio
Smelling the cheap drink, and unknown cigarettes

Hey, mama
Your little girl is a liar
Liar, everything she says is a lie
Hey, mama
Do you know where your daughter went?
I would not be impressed if the answer is' no

Hey, mama
Do you know where your daughter went?
I would not be impressed if the answer is' no
So she's drunk at the nightclub
Rolling on the lap of a stranger
Oh, she's loving this life of falsehood
By day she is a good girl, getting good praise
But at night she's a bitch
Laughing at the guys who chase her
She managed to destroy them all