Go To Your Mama - Colney Hatch

Mama, mama please talk to your daughter 'bout me Mama, mama please talk to your daughter 'bout me She had made me love her and I ain't gonna leave her be You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter She had made me love her and I ain't gon' leave her be I ain't gonna stand no quitting and she won't have me around I ain't gonna stand no quitting and she won't have me around Yeah, she don't want me around, she sleep six feet in the ground You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter She had made me love her and I ain't gon' leave her be You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter You should talk to your daughter

Don't let it go to your head Love is stronger than fear Don't let it change who you are You are meant to be here When I look in your eyes Your ego starts to appear Are you afraid to ascend? Nothing's stopping you You never know, are you ready for The highs and lows? You never know if you're ready for The highs and lows Think about it Don't let it go to your head Life ain't all that it seems You are never alone Even when nobody can see You've gotta wait your turn To set yourself free I know that you got burnt But nothing's stopping you You never know, are you ready for The highs and lows? You never know if you're ready for The highs and lows Think about it Don't let it go to your head Don't let them affect you inside Take control of your mind Take control of your life Don't let it go to your head Don't let them affect you inside Take control of your heart Take control of your life Don't let it go to your head Don't let them affect you inside Take control of your mind Take control of your life Don't let it go to your head Don't let them affect you inside Take control of your heart Take control of your life

We are playing in the monkey bars Sittin' by the streets just countin' the cars We are running from place to place We're running around, like we're in a rat race Monkey bars Swingin' stars Countin' the cars By the monkey bars We've got a job in the Amazon Everyone's a jungle, out to con We drive for miles and see lots of trees We get home in time to pay our managers fees Monkey bars Swingin' stars Countin' the cars By the monkey bars (Solo) Eatin's easy when you're chimps like us (eep eep) Banana splits are a definite plus Things'll be better when we climb our way out Our hands may slip, but not cause of doubt Monkey bars Swingin' stars Countin' the cars By the monkey bars Monkey bars Swingin' stars Settin' up those pars By the monkey bars