Dion — Drop Down Mama

Whoah, drop down, baby, you strike me kinda funny Handful of "Gimme", mouthful of "Thank you, honey" My mama don't allow me to fool 'round all night long She said "Son, you may be young, child Some woman may do you wrong" She say, all that powder, perfume, and paint Makes me think you little girls, you are what you ain't My mama don't allow me to fool 'round all night long She said "Son, you may be young Some woman may do you wrong" Whoah, sweet peaches don't come from the trees Sweet honey don't, little girl, come from the bees My mama don't allow me to fool 'round all night long She said "Son, you may be young Some woman may do you wrong" Come on I laid down last night, tryin' to get my rest My mind started ramblin' like the wild geese in the west My mama don't allow me to fool 'round all night long She said "Son, you may be young Some woman may do you wrong Well there's two, two trains runnin' They ain't never goin' my way Two trains runnin' They ain't never goin' my way You know, one goin' at midnight Yeah, the other wait for day I said, drop down, baby, you strike me kinda funny You got a handful of "Gimme", mouthful of "Thank you, honey" My mama don't allow me to fool 'round all night long She said "Son, you may be young, child Some woman may do you wrong"