Alright, now let this be a lesson to you
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Mama never raised any smart mouth kid
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She told us once and that was it
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She said, son sit down, son that's enough
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Mama really loved us but she sure was tough
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Could never get away with callin' her bluff
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You been runnin' all night, chasin' those skirts
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You ought to be ashamed, late again for work
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Boy, don't you know you're on the wrong track
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And throwin' it away, you never get it back
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Hard lovin' mamas don't cut you no slack
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But my old man was a little bit more inclined to understand
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'Cause daddies know, when to hang on and when to let go
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He said, "Bein' addicted to love's a real bad habit
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If you can't be good, son, be good at it"
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Now mama's still on me 'bout wrong and right
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Hopin' one day I might see the light
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My heart's been broke, I make mistakes
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I still try to give 'em as much as I take
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Now old habits are hard to break
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But my old man was a little bit more inclined to understand
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'Cause daddies know, now when to hang on and when to let go
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He said, "Bein' addicted to love's a real bad habit
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If you can't be good, son, be good at it
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If you can't be good, be good at it"
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But my old man was a little bit more inclined to understand
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'Cause daddies know, when to hang on and when to let go
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He said, "Now bein' addicted to love's a real bad habit
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If you can't be good, son, be good at it
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If you can't be good, be good at it"
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Well, if you can't be good, be good at it
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Take that to your old man, son
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Don't worry about bein' good, I'll show you how it's done
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If You Can't Be Good, Be Good At It
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| Neal McCoy |
