Drop Down Mama - Dion

Whoah, drop down, baby, you strike me kinda funny

Handful of «Gimme», mouthful of «Thank you, honey»

My mama don’t allow me to fool 'round all night long

She said «Son, you may be young, child

Some woman may do you wrong»

She say, all that powder, perfume, and paint

Makes me think you little girls, you are what you ain’t

My mama don’t allow me to fool 'round all night long

She said «Son, you may be young

Some woman may do you wrong»

Whoah, sweet peaches don’t come from the trees

Sweet honey don’t, little girl, come from the bees

My mama don’t allow me to fool 'round all night long

She said «Son, you may be young

Some woman may do you wrong»

Come on

I laid down last night, tryin' to get my rest

My mind started ramblin' like the wild geese in the west

My mama don’t allow me to fool 'round all night long

She said «Son, you may be young

Some woman may do you wrong

Well there’s two, two trains runnin'

They ain’t never goin' my way

Two trains runnin'

They ain’t never goin' my way

You know, one goin' at midnight

Yeah, the other wait for day

I said, drop down, baby, you strike me kinda funny

You got a handful of «Gimme», mouthful of «Thank you, honey»

My mama don’t allow me to fool 'round all night long

She said «Son, you may be young, child

Some woman may do you wrong»