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Mama don't want no peas and rice and coconut oil
Mama don't want no peas and rice and coconut oil
Mama don't want no peas and rice
Mama don't want no coconut oil
Just a bottle of brandy handy all the day
Mama don't want no gin because it would make her sin
Mama don't want no gin because it would make her sin
Mama don't want no glass of gin
Because it's bound to make her sin
Said it keeps her hot and bothered all the day
Mama complained she's got a pain across her chest
Mama complained she's got a pain across her chest
Mama complained she's got a pain
And the reason is very plain
And the food that papa gave her it won't digest
Mama, she likes the rum, it fills her soul with fun
Mama, she likes the rum, it fills her soul with fun
Mama, she likes to have her rum
She says it fills her soul with fun
It makes her feel like whoopee all the time
Mama laid down last night to sleep, she says she's feeling cold
Mama laid down last night to sleep, she says she's feeling cold
Mama laid down to sleep, we're told
Mama was feeling very cold
She said that papa must be getting old































































