Hank Thomas
Your Momma
 
Lyrics
Your Momma (Must have dropped you on your head)
Ac 2009 Hank Thomas

Your momma, must have dropped you, on you head.
Or could it be that you just fell out of the wrong side of the bed
You want me to use my credit card, to bail you out of jail
I think your momma, must have dropped you, on you head.

You moved in six long months ago, and now you owe me five months rent
You ate up all a my groceries and your money's all been spent
Well, Your momma, must have dropped you, on you head.


We been friends since second grade, through it all both thick and thin
But lately you've been actin' like a real pain in my neck
You find yourself in a big ole jam you want me to pay the tab
That's why I think your momma, must have dropped you on your head.


The brand new car you borrowed's out in the backyard in a wreck
I loaned you fifty dollars once , you ain't never paid me back.
I think your momma, must have dropped you, on you head.


You broke about ten too many promises and one too many of my sister's hearts

I think your momma, must have dropped you, on you head
If you think I'm gonna help out of another midnight mess
I guess your momma, must have dropped you, on you head

You got that right , now why'd ya hafta bring that up, aw man, Yeah, I'll be right down
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Hank Thomas
Music Credits: Hank Thomas
Producer Credits: Hank Thomas
Publisher Credits: ThunderHead Publishing
Performance Credits: Hank Thomas & Silent Thunder
Label Credits: ThunderHead Records
Description
Short Song Description:
2 buddies, one's always trouble
Long Song Description:
Story Behind the Song:
Metadata
Song Length: 3:02
Primary Genre: Country-Contemporary
Secondary Genre: Country-Honky Tonk
Tempo: Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Mood 1: Annoyed
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later
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