Problems - Mother Mother

You and me, we’re not the same

I am a sinner, you are a saint

When we get to the pearly gates

You’ll get the green light

I’ll get the old door in the face

Doo-doo-doo

I’m a loser, a disgrace

Yeah!

I’ve found love in the strangest place

Tied up and branded, locked in a cage

I say I’m gonna stage a great escape

Let loose a love all pent up and painfully out of place

Doo-doo-doo

I’m a loser, a disgrace

You’re a beauty, a luminary, in my face

I’ve got a lot, not a lot, I gotta lot less than a lot

I’ve got problems

Not just ones that are little

It’s those people problems

That’s something to consider

When you come for dinner at my place

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Yeah!

I seem to find myself with the craziest of dames

They get the ball on me

Not to forget the chains

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Some say strange be a stranger’s game

Some go to baseball

Some go debase a face they can’t seem to save

They can’t seem to say

Doo-doo-doo

I’m a loser, a disgrace

You’re a beauty, a luminary, in my face

I’ve got a lot, not a lot, I gotta lot less than a lot

I’ve got problems

Not just ones that are little

It’s those people problems

That’s something to consider

When you come for dinner at my place

Woo!

Yeah!

Hahahaha!

I’ve got problems

Not just ones that are little

It’s those people problems

That’s something to consider

When you come for dinner at my

Something to consider

When you come to dinner at my place