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Meeting Momma (The Little White Lie Song)
The WILD GIRL you just so happen to introduce to your momma. You know the truth would be more than your mother could bare, so your hedge the truth just a little bit.
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» highest in charts: # 18 (62,160 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 2 (7,685 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 2 (7,685 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
About the song
The WILD GIRL you just so happen to introduce to your momma. You know the truth would be more than your mother could bare, so your hedge the truth just a little bit.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Today’s the day you meet my momma
She’s looking forward to meeting you
When we get there, I’ll do the talking
Not everything she’s heard about you is true.
Just remember, if momma asks you
You helped the blind and the homeless back home
And in you spare time working on your novel
Proceeds to go repair the O-zone.
Chorus
Cause Momma don’t like girls with tattoos on her neck
Or any hidden place she ain’t seen yet
Momma don’t like girls who dye their hair blonde
Or drive around in pick-up trucks with leather boots on
Verse 2
Gonna have to tell her your dad’s a millionaire
I might have let that slip in a lie somewhere
Momma don’t like “g” strings unless their on guitars
So the less we talk bout yours better off we are.
If momma asks you about your awards
She’s talkin’ bout your peace work not the ones from the bars
Don’t get me wrong my momma will love you
As long as we don’t tell momma the truth cause…
Repeat Chorus
(then)
Momma don’t like girls who scratch her son’s back
Or has a tattoo at the top of her crack
Momma don’t like girls who dance around poles
So its ok if a few lies get told
Yeah its ok if a few lies…..get told…
Today’s the day you meet my momma
She’s looking forward to meeting you
When we get there, I’ll do the talking
Not everything she’s heard about you is true.
Just remember, if momma asks you
You helped the blind and the homeless back home
And in you spare time working on your novel
Proceeds to go repair the O-zone.
Chorus
Cause Momma don’t like girls with tattoos on her neck
Or any hidden place she ain’t seen yet
Momma don’t like girls who dye their hair blonde
Or drive around in pick-up trucks with leather boots on
Verse 2
Gonna have to tell her your dad’s a millionaire
I might have let that slip in a lie somewhere
Momma don’t like “g” strings unless their on guitars
So the less we talk bout yours better off we are.
If momma asks you about your awards
She’s talkin’ bout your peace work not the ones from the bars
Don’t get me wrong my momma will love you
As long as we don’t tell momma the truth cause…
Repeat Chorus
(then)
Momma don’t like girls who scratch her son’s back
Or has a tattoo at the top of her crack
Momma don’t like girls who dance around poles
So its ok if a few lies get told
Yeah its ok if a few lies…..get told…
