Daughter of the Blues

You thought you had found yourself a good girl,
One who would love you and give you the world.
Then you find, babe, that you've been misused,
Come to me, honey, I'll do what you choose.

She'd embarrass you anywhere,
She'd make her friends think that she didn't care

Give me the chance and I'd been begging
And I just want to take care of you and I want you to

Tell Mama, all about it, tell Mama, what you need
Tell Mama, what you want and I'll make everything alright

The girl you had didn't have no sense,
She wasn't worth all the time that you spent
Had another man throw you out the door,
Now that same man is wearing your clothes

I want you to
Tell your Mama, what you want, tell your Mama, what you need
Tell your Mama, what you got to have