PLayboy Mommy
In my platforms
I hit the floor
fell face down
didn*t help my brain out
then the baby came
before I found
the magic how
to keep her happy
I never was the fantasy
of what you want
wanted me to be
Don*t judge me so harsh little girl
so you got a playboy mommy
but when you tell em my name
and you want to cross that
Bridge all on your own
little girl they*ll do you no harm
cause they know
Your playboy mommy
but when you tell em my name
from here to Birmingham I got a few friends
I never was there was there when it counts
I get my way
you*re so like me
you seemed ashamed
ashamed that I was
a good friend of American soldiers
I*ll say it loud here by your grave
those angels can*t
ever take my place
somewhere where the orchids grow
I can*t find those church bells
that played when you died
played Gloria
talkin bout
Hosanah
don*t judge me so harsh little girl
I*ll be home to take you in my arms
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