Lyrics Momma's Boy - Nancy Sinatra

Look what you′ve done
You've really come under the gun
Haven′t I told you before
You're more than my number one son
Go and fight and do what's right
According to momma′s rule
Don′t you love the way I love
Everything you have to do
If you're born to be free
You′re born to be with me
So gather your vicious friends
And come and service me
I don't care
Let them live in fear
Of my little bundle of pride and joy
What the world deserves
A bundle of nerves
Come to me my little momma′s boy
Look what you've done
You′ve really come under the gun
Haven't I told you before
You're more than my number one son
I don′t care
Let them live in fear
Of my little bundle of pride and joy
What the world deserves
A bundle of nerves
Come to me my little momma′s boy