Momma can you hear me?

I think my luck's run out!

I don't know if they can forgive

All that they know about.

The rhythm started softly

And then give it time...

Then I started freaking out!

How about 80 in a 30?

Mom. They had to help her out.

I don't know if I can forgive -

My head was in a cloud!

We don't know if they can see

All that I think about...

Who will defend me then?!

Momma can you hear me?

I think my luck's run out