Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Mama found her draped over the toilet bowl

Oh

Mama said, "child, what you done?"
Mama said, "child, what you done?"
"Wake up and greet the midday sun"

Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more
Mama's little pills spilled all over the floor

Oh
Oh, ow, ow, ow

Mama can't handle her on her own
Mama can't handle her on her own
She says, "You just wait 'til your father gets home"

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Writer(s): DANIEL PETERS, MARK MCLAUGHLIN, MATTHEW LUKIN, STEVEN TURNER