Choosey Mama Lyrics

Choosey Mama lyrics

Well I went down to the market square get myself some fruits and nuts  I saw a
lady this real fine lady waitin for the mornin bus  So skipped on cross the
parking lot Say what yo name how bout some lunch, she say  "No man you'll never
do"   She was a choosey mama, choosey mama, choosey mama  A choosey mama, she's
always dressed to go to dinner  But she never want to eat   Sing along with the
Vinxmon, oh I love my job   So I slipped cross town to the record store, get
myself tickets for the show  I saw that lady, that same fine lady browsin thru
the rock 'n roll  So made my way to her section "excuse me mam"  I was so
polite, "Why do you treat me so nastily"  She say "Man you're just not my type"
  She was a choosey mama, choosey mama, choosey mama  A choosey mama, she's
always dressed to go to dinner  But she never want to eat   So I went down to
the venice beach, do some time on my tan  And there go that lady that so fine
lady lyin nekid in the sand  So got me hat and Coppertone, ask if I could rub
her thighs  Well she just smile and then she grab some sand  And threw it in my
eye   She was a choosey mama, choosey mama, choosey mama  A choosey mama, she's
always dressed to go to dinner  But she never want to eat  Fish