歌曲名 Little Mama (live)

歌手名 Billy Eckstine (比利艾克斯汀)

Little mama little mama

Tell me what is wrong with you

Little mama little mama

What more do I have to do

You took my heart

You took my gold

And now you come here actin' cold little mama

What else do you want

Little mama little mama

You think you're such a such a much

Little mama little mama

You played me for the softest touch

You left me here without a dime

You got my life rolled out on time

Little mama

What else do you want

When I think of the moment

The things that we planned

Everything that you wish for became my command

Bought you a mansion

Twelve ten acre plot

Your own private ocean for your platinum yacht

Little mama

Tell me what is wrong with you

You took my heart

You took my gold

And now you come here actin' cold

Little mama

What else do you want

Your own crystal ballroom

Twenty two bands

So many diamonds you ran outa hands

Gold plated bathroom

Tiles made of fur

A dozen marked his

And ten thousand marked hers

Little mama

Tell me what is wrong with you

You took my heart

You took my gold

And now you come here actin' cold little mama

What else do you want

A king size bed

A colour TV

Your own private channel showin' nothin' but me

A lavender Cadi'

Long sleek and wide

With a pastel thunder bird that hung from the side

Then I woke one mornin'

Feelin' free as the breeze

Just to find my little mama put me in the deep freeze

Little mama

Tell me what is wrong with you

The day will come and you will see

I won't want you but you'll want me little mama

You'd better change your ways