Public Record Rag
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๐ ID: 24408904
๐ Lyrics
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well, she never seen my name in print
Never seen my face on the TV
Didn't want me to come over to her house
For a coffee or a bite to eat
She called me a bum, said I was nothing but a tramp
Wouldn't let me in the front, she'd throw me out the back
Now, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
They're gonna tell her 'bout how I went to that store
And walked right in the door
How the counter man smiled and said, "Get lost"
And pulled out a .44
But I grabbed that gun and I shot at the bus
He fell on the floor just shaking his fist
That's gonna be the toll they tell
Gonna tell everyone all day long
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well, I took all the money and a little booze
And the keys to that man's car
'Cause the beater wouldn't go very fast
Wasn't long before it stalled
So I hopped aboard a city bus
Bound for the center of town
Now, my mama gonna read about this
Gonna read about it all day long
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
My mama gonna read about me
Gonna read about me all day long
That bus come up short 'bout Third and Main
And would not go no more
I told the driver to open the door
So the hickies could come aboard
I was climbing out the window in the back of the bus
When I felt someone grab my feet
Now, there's something she can read about
See my big face on the TV
Yeah, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about that man in the liquor store
I tell you, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well, she never seen my name in print
Never seen my face on the TV
Didn't want me to come over to her house
For a coffee or a bite to eat
She called me a bum, said I was nothing but a tramp
Wouldn't let me in the front, she'd throw me out the back
Now, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
They're gonna tell her 'bout how I went to that store
And walked right in the door
How the counter man smiled and said, "Get lost"
And pulled out a .44
But I grabbed that gun and I shot at the bus
He fell on the floor just shaking his fist
That's gonna be the toll they tell
Gonna tell everyone all day long
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well, I took all the money and a little booze
And the keys to that man's car
'Cause the beater wouldn't go very fast
Wasn't long before it stalled
So I hopped aboard a city bus
Bound for the center of town
Now, my mama gonna read about this
Gonna read about it all day long
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
My mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about the man in the liquor store
My mama gonna read about me
Gonna read about me all day long
That bus come up short 'bout Third and Main
And would not go no more
I told the driver to open the door
So the hickies could come aboard
I was climbing out the window in the back of the bus
When I felt someone grab my feet
Now, there's something she can read about
See my big face on the TV
Yeah, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Well, my mama gonna read about me
She gonna read about me all day long
Gonna read about the gun and the stolen car
Gonna read about that man in the liquor store
I tell you, my mama gonna read about me