Eyes In Back Of Her Head
Oh for those days as a very small boy
Just me and my mama and maybe a toy
I’d play and I’d play and I think I was good
Remembering back, there was reason I should
And yes, there were times when a good boy could stray
I always got caught, well then, what can I say
It didn’t take long and I figured it out
And I’ll tell you now just what I am talking about
I remember so clearly those words that she said
Mama’s got eyes in back of her head
Mama’s got eyes in back of her head
Oh for those days when such words were believed
So it is no surprise mama was so relieved
Upon learning that these simple words kept me still
And acing the test of who had stronger will
Looking back now with such savored delight
I still tell my mama, she gave me a fright
Checking for eyes through the thick of her hair
Somehow believing inside were a pair
I remember so clearly those words that she said
Mama’s got eyes in back of her head
Mama’s got eyes in back of her head
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