Young Love

Hey Mama

by Mat Kearney

on Young Love (2011)

She don't know what she wants to be
With all the pictures in the magazines
Holding hands when she's mad at me
'Cause she don't wanna go, don't wanna go

I met her at Anthropologie
Purple boots and her golden dreams
Standing there like a Tennessee queen
Singing, don't look at me, don't look at me

Singing, oh oh
Won't you help me sing this song
Singing, ee ee ee
She don't ever want to go to sleep

Singing, hey mama, don't want no drama
Just a kiss before I leave
Hey lady, don't say maybe
You're the one that I can believe
Hey lover, don't want no other
Finger for my ring

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Oh oh
Ooh oh oh oh
Ooh oh oh oh

I can see it in her Cherokee eyes
Those baby browns and the golden thighs
What you doing for the rest of your life?
'Cause you don't want to go, don't wanna go

Singing, oh oh
Won't you help me sing this song
Singing, ee ee ee
She's playing like a mystery

Singing, hey mama, don't want no drama
Just a kiss before I leave
Hey lady, don't say maybe
You're the one that I can believe
Hey lover, don't want no other
Finger for my ring

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Oh oh
Ooh oh oh oh
Ooh oh oh oh

Couldn't be more opposite
I'm hard to please and you're hard to get
You're Mississippi and I'm Oregon
You're sun-tanned and I'm porcelain-skinned

Singing, hey mama, don't want no drama
Just a kiss before I leave
Hey lady, don't say maybe
You're the one that I can believe
Hey lover, don't want no other
Finger for my ring

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Hey mama, hey hey mama

Oh oh
Ooh oh oh oh
Ooh oh oh oh

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