When Mama’s Not Around

[Hook]
I'm the one, natural one, take it easy
We can take it inside
Where I can love how I like if I want it
Whatever keeps me high
Yeah, we can take it
Good and loose on an endless spree
Good because we made it
And when mama's not around
There's no telling what we'll do when we're free

[Verse 1]
I've been thinking with my head
That's right, I've been thinking with my head
Whether it's the right or the wrong it's the plot to the song
Either way, I've been thinking with my head
Bed to the couch, down to the floor
Quick learner, never quit
Now it's gettin' warm
Doused with a swarm of the pheromone dust
First time with a veteran
That's scared it won't adjust when I hit it once
Doubt goes out with the shame
'Til the valence gives way to the shouts of my name
'Til the ballast of the frame gives out
Like a broke-down lemon on a dirt road
Now's when you pay
When the bells ring, vestibular is fritzed
Name's on the tip, but you're settling for hints
Used to go to church, how unsettling is this
Like an ex-minister when integrity's a trick

[Hook 2]
I'm the one, natural one, take it easy
We can take it inside
I can have it 'cause I act like I love it
It's a matter of time
Yeah, we can take it
A good excuse for an endless spree
Good, because we made it
And the world is falling down
So it may as well crash with me

[Verse 2]
Inhibition and the lack thereof
Quick fix? No, it's everlasting love
Picnic finish with a classic shrug
Or an intimate minute 'til the gasp is done
The skill win a smile like a Pugil stick
Refusing his gifts like a futile trip
And corners the king with his feudal friends
'Til there's no space left to maneuver with
Free the mind, shackle it, too
Attaching to you with the tactile abuse
Endowed interview with a fallible view
Like imbibe on that trash can gallon of Kool
And I can have her 'cause I act like I love it
Like Julia act like she like Lyle Lovett
I act like I love her 'cause I act like I had it
And when mama's not around
Then I'm right back at it

[Bridge]
When I'm numb, natural one
(There's no telling what we'll do when we're free)
When I'm numb, it's the one
(There's no telling what we'll do when we're free)
When I'm numb, natural one
(There's no telling what we'll do when we're free)
It's the one, natural one
(and it may as well crash with me)

[Verse 3]
Give me the serotonin creep
Melatonin freak, telephone your peeps
I met her on the street
Now you're thinking she indelible as ink
'Til that better one is ringin' the cellular of the week
I act like I love her
'Cause I know when I need it
It's thin book, skin-deep
Looked, never read it
It's dig deep, claws out
Hook, line and sink it
Scratch that itch when you feel it

[Outro]
When mama's not around
When mama's not around
When mama's not around
When mama's not around
When mama's not around