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Viewing lyrics for Mama's Favorite by Lynz (aka Lindsay Wells).

MAMA’S FAVORITE
(verse)
You’re walkin’ up the front steps with another brunette
Comin’ home to meet your family
You open up the front door; you’re smile drops to the floor
‘Cuz you weren’t expectin’ me
I got a formal invitation from the lady of this house
You’re bringin’ home trouble; it’s time to take her down
(chorus)
When you gonna figure out, I’m your mama’s favorite
When you gonna understand, there ain’t no escaping it
Well mama knows best, just what you need
And lucky for you she knows it’s me
When you gonna figure out, I’m your mama’s favorite
(verse)
It’s always cute to see how you explain
Why I’m sittin’ here to little miss what’s her name
It’s really fun to watch her when you fumble your words
Even you can’t decide what’s goin’ on in your head
Looks like another romance is goin’ down in flames
On my count of 1, 2, 3 (1, 2, 3)
(chorus)
When you gonna figure out, I’m your mama’s favorite
When you gonna understand, there ain’t no escaping it
Well mama knows best, just what you need
And lucky for you she knows it’s me
When you gonna figure out, I’m your mama’s favorite
(bridge)
I know more about you than the girls you’ve kissed
I know all your strengths and your weaknesses
I get in you’re head with just a turn of a key
Where’d I get it, your mama gave it to me
When you gonna figure out…
Tell me when you gonna understand…
You know I don't want a mama's boy
I need a man who's graduated from his toys
I need you to open up your heart so u can see
The one that will take care of you, baby, is me
(chorus)
When you gonna figure out I’m your mama’s favorite
When you gonna understand there ain’t no escaping it
Well mama knows best, just what you need
And lucky for you she knows it’s me
When you gonna figure out, I’m your mama’s favorite