Let me tell you what I'm about to do, (hey mama) I know I act a fool but, I promise you I'm goin' back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me (hey mama) (Hey mama) I wanna scream so loud for you, cause I'm so

Tell Mama, all about it Tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want And I'll make everything alright You thought you'd found a good girl One to love you and give you the world Now you find that you've been misused Talk to me, I'll do what you

Say that you don't want me Say that you don't need me Tell me I'm the fool Tell me you've been tortured Tell me you've been beaten And what I've done to you Matter what's true Even if it doesn't matter

I am on my way, I am on my way Stand back please Look at me good now, I'm not a fool I am on my way On my way to reach you, babe Gimme what you want Tell me how you feel I am not the one you think Then come around by my side

You make me feel like no one I sing my words, I'm fucked at dealing Really want me to be a good son why? With your life's dead bodies everywhere Come on, step inside, and you will realize Tell me what you need, tell me what to be What's your vision?

Walk a mile in my shoes Do me right or I'm through Can't you see that If you want to stay around (I'm telling you) You've got to figure me out Take your time or you lose This is my game, my rules And I can see, obviously Baby you don't know

I'm gonna give all my secrets away Sick of all the insincere This time, don't need another perfect lie Tell me what you want to hear Don't care if critics ever jump in line Don't care if critics never jump in line So tell me what you want to hear I need

La, la, la, la-la, la, la, la Love me, hate me Are begging to if you seek Amy All of the boys and all of the girls But can't you see what I see? Say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls Tell me have you seen her, cause I'm so

Is it guilty in here, or is it just me? What became of all the boys Who only want one thing? Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong 'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings And the young ones are just too dumb And I don't think I have any more Room

It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely. The night is young, the skies are clear So if you want to go walking, dear, I understand the reason why You're sentimental, 'cause so am I, You can tell at a glance What a swell night this is for romance,