Mama's Boy

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Mama’s Boy
We Float EP©2010 | Mike Maimone/Mutts


Thought I caught my Mama cryin’ when she answered the phone. I said, “Mama tell me what’s wrong. How’s things at home?” She said, “We’re fine.” I said, “I’m made of you Mama, and I know that you’re lyin’.”

I scraped my knuckles, when I got home. I scraped my knuckles right to the bone. And now we’re fine. Ain’t it how you know what love is, when all you can do is survive?


Wanna call up my sister, hope she’s feelin’ good. Wanna call up my sister, really wish I could get her on the line. My sister been my guardian angel, now I got to see her fly.


I scraped my knuckles, when I got home. I scraped my knuckles right to the bone. And now we’re fine. Ain’t it how you know what love is, when all you can do is survive?

credits

from We Float EP, released May 1, 2010
* Jon Alvin - Recording Engineer, Mixing
* Bob Buckstaff - Bass
* Cory Healey - Drums
* Mike Maimone - Wurlitzer, Vocals
* All on production
* Mastered by Jason Ward at Chicago Mastering
* Song written/© 2010 Mike Maimone

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