Mama
Please be good, please be good to me
Mama
Please be good, please be good to me
Mama
Hovering over me at night
Mama
Comfort me, make me feel all right
I walk alone and see what boys should never
See in their lifetime
I live in the world of spirits
And I talk to the walls
Deliver me from
This little hell
Deliver me from
This little hell
Deliver me from
Mama
Come and take, come and take my hand
Mama
Try and see, try to understand
Mama
Looking through, looking through my eyes
Mama
Everywhere, always in disguise
I walk alone and see what boys should never
See in their lifetime
I live in the world of spirits
And I talk to the walls
Deliver me from
This little hell
Deliver me from
This little hell
Deliver me from
Mama
Please be good, please be good to me
Mama
Please be good, please be good to me
I walk alone and see what boys should never see
I hear what boys should never hear
In their lifetime
I live in the world of spirits
And I talk to the walls
Deliver me from
This little hell
Deliver me from
This little hell
Deliver me from
Mama
Please be good . . .
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