6774 |
It's all because your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll. |
Loggins and Mesina, |
Your Mama Don't Dance |
6775 |
It's been my fate to compensate for the childhood I've never known. |
Michael Jackson, |
Childhood |
6776 |
I've got to thank Mama for the cookin' and Daddy for the whoopin'. |
Sawyer Brown, |
Thank God For You |
6777 |
I've made love to my mother, killed my father, and my brother. What am I to do? |
Lou Reed, |
The Blue Mask |
6778 |
John say's it's James who started first, James tells the story in reverse. I drag my belt from off me waist, you should have heard dem screaming round de place. |
Harry Belafonte, |
Mama Look At Bubu |
6779 |
Life is good and I feel great, because mother said I was a big mistake. |
The Eels, |
Novocain For The Soul |
6780 |
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say. Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day. |
Metallica, |
Disposable Heroes |
6781 |
Listen to the voice of Buddha, people stop your sericulture. |
Sonic Youth, |
Being Boiled |
6782 |
Living at home is such a drag. Now, your Mama threw away your best porno mag. |
Beastie Boys, |
Fight For Your Right |
6783 |
Love your brothers and sisters, love will come back to you. |
Chicago, |
Skinny Boy |
6784 |
Love your mother, she bore you. Love your father, he works for you. |
Marvin Gaye, |
God Is Love |
6785 |
Mama always told me, be careful what you do, don't go around breaking young girls hearts. |
Michael Jackson, |
Billy Jean |
6786 |
Mama gave birth to a hell raising heavenly son. See the doctor tried to smack me, but I smacked him back. |
2 Pac, |
Cradle To The Grave |
6787 |
Mama said there would be days like this, there'd be days like this mama said. |
Shirelles, |
Mama Said |
6788 |
Mama said, you can't hurry love, you'll just have to wait. She said, love don't come easy, it's a game of give and take. |
The Supremes, |
You Can't Hurry Love |
6789 |
Mama sewed the rags together, sewing every piece with love. She made my coat of many colors that I was proud of. |
Dolly Parton, |
Coat Of Many Colors |
6790 |
Mama stroked his dinger, Daddy got stinky finger. |
Frank Zappa, |
Wild Love |
6791 |
Mama, I just killed a man. Put a gun against his head, pulled the trigger now he's dead. |
Queen, |
Bohemian Rhapsody |
6792 |
Mama, put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down. |
Bob Dylan, |
Knockin' On Heaven's Door |
6793 |
Mama, why do I always fall for the crazy ones? |
John Cougar Mellencamp, |
Crazy Ones |