Momma was an opium smoker 
She light it with a red-hot poker 
She would never take a bath 
We would ask her, she'd just laugh because our momma was an opium smoker 
She made it with this gentleman, 
Lincoln They met on a boat, it was sinkin' 
When she shoulda gone overboard, mom say "No way, oh my Lord only of opium smoking am I thinkin'." 
Oh, help us, 
Lord we can't afford her destructive ways 
You oughta' hear what she says! 
She would just sit on her fat ass yell at us, "Fill up my wine glass!" 
She would tell us, "How sad, you won't never know your dad." 
Oh yeah, my momma was an opium smoker 
Go, mommy, go 
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh 
She had the money and the drugs in the mattress 
I wonder how long she's been at this 
And I say, "Mom, bang the gong, can't you see it's gone all wrong?" 
My momma was an opium smoker