Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more

Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more

Mama found her draped over the toilet bowl



Oooh



Mama said, "child, what you done?"

Mama said, "child, what you done?"

"wake up and greet the midday sun"



Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more

Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more

Mama's little pills spilled all over the floor



Oooh

Oooh, ow, ow, ow



Mama can't handle her on her own

Mama can't handle her on her own

She says, "you just wait till your father gets home"


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