Well, I heard mama late last night,
she was talkin' to my father.
"Now, it's time that boy was shippin' out,
and I mean come hell or high water, yeah.
Smokes and spits and drinks and fights
and his friends all look like trouble.
Oh, he sleeps all day and gone all night.
Where's that boy I used to cuddle?
Ten good years and then he must have
gone insane."
You're the only hell
your mama ever raised.
She tried to tell you,
but you got to do things your own way
(your own way).
Says you're a good boy and
that you must be going through some phase.
You're the only hell
your mama ever, mama ever raised.
Susie sneaks out all the time.
She says it's only fair.
"Now, Mama won't let me have no fun.
Sometimes I think she's Linda Blair, yeah."
Sixteen years of pristine tears,
then Susie changed her ways.
You're the only hell
your mama ever raised.
She tried to tell you,
but you got to do things your own way
(your own way).
Susie was always coy,
probably just going through some phase.
You're the only hell
your mama ever, mama ever raised.
You're the only hell
your mama ever raised.
She tried to tell you,
but you got to do things your own way
(your own way).
Should know, know better
and that you must be goin' through some phase.
You're the only hell
your mama ever, mama ever raised,
mama ever raised.
Oh, yeah!
Ooh, mama, little boy may be leavin' today, yeah.
Oh, I don't care what you say.
Woman, I've got to get wings, fly away.