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's dressed

Or the cigarettes he smokes

Don't like the company he keeps

Or the color of his drawers



You said he's ain't no good

You says he's rough and he's lazy

How can I explain?

How the way he drives me crazy



But 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?

Whoa, mama, mama, mama

Why can't you understand?



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