Let Me Introduce My Mama
Music by Konstantin Meladze
Words by Alexey Krusin
IT'S GOT TO BE MY MAMA KNOCKING
SHE'S SO EARLY THIS AFTERNOON
GOT TO PUT BACK ON MY STOCKINGS
SHE HAS NEVER COME BACK THAT SOON
YOU WERE REALLY THE SINGLE PERSON
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR TO COME
SHE DIDN'T LET YOU SAY A SINGLE THING
YOU'VE BEEN CAUGHT WITH A SMOKING GUN
THERE IS MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE
YOU'LL GET TO SEE
NOT JUST MY FACE AND NAME AND NUMBER
JUST BEFORE YOU INTRODUCE
YOUR LOVE TO ME
LET ME INTRODUCE MY MAMA
WHEN YOU JUMPED OUT TO MY BALCONY
I DECIDED TO CLOSE MY EYES
DIDN'T KNOW THAT I'D MISS MY ONLY CHANCE
TO SEE JUST HOW MY BOYFRIEND FLIES
I REALLY HOPE YOU WILL GET BETTER
WE WERE LUCKY IT WAS JUST MY MOM
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT -
IF IT WAS MY DAD – YOU'D BECOME
THERE IS MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE
YOU'LL GET TO SEE
NOT JUST MY FACE AND NAME AND NUMBER
JUST BEFORE YOU INTRODUCE
YOUR LOVE TO ME
LET ME INTRODUCE MY MAMA
THERE IS MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE
YOU'LL GET TO SEE
NOT JUST MY FACE AND NAME AND NUMBER
JUST BEFORE YOU INTRODUCE
YOUR LOVE TO ME
LET ME INTRODUCE MY MAMA
IT'S GOT TO BE MY MAMA KNOCKING
SHE'S SO EARLY THIS AFTERNOON
GOT TO PUT BACK ON MY STOCKINGS
SHE HAS NEVER COME BACK THAT SOON
YOU WERE REALLY THE SINGLE PERSON
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR TO COME
YOU'VE BEEN CAUGHT WITH A SMOKING GUN
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR TO COME
YOU'VE BEEN CAUGHT WITH A SMOKING GUN
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