Oh, mama, mama, mama
Why you don't like my man?
Oh, mama, mama, mama
Why can't you understand?

You say he's rough around the edges
He don't always act right
But when we're all alone
Don't you know he treats me right?

Now loving him could be so easy
Loving him could be so easy
But mama don't like my man
No, she don't like my man

Don't like the way he dress
Or the cigarettes he smokes
Don't like the company he keeps
Or the color of his jokes

You say he ain't no good
He says he's rough and he is leading
How can I explain
The way he drives me crazy?

Loving him could be so easy
Loving him could be so easy
But mama don't like my man
No, she don't like my man

Oh, mama, mama, mama
Why you don't like my man?
Oh, mama, mama, mama
Why can't you understand?

Loving him could be so easy
Loving him could be so easy
But mama don't like my man
No, she don't like my man

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Writer(s): Gabriel Alexander Roth, Sharon La Faye Jones