歌曲 | Ask Your Momma |
歌手 | Teena Marie |
专辑 | Robbery |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Marie | |
Society Who's to say who loves you | |
And on the colors of love | |
Are we to be schooled | |
Society Our minds, bodies, and souls will meet tolerance | |
Society Put an end to ignorance | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love | |
Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
Wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Society's child | |
Some people think | |
I was born with a silver sthingy in my mouth | |
That isn't right, that isn't right, uh, uh | |
I had dreams of grandeur | |
And I was labeled like | |
Campbell soup | |
Baby, all | |
I wanted to do | |
Was sing to you and love you true | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we're the perfect blend | |
But they can't see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma does she remember | |
The bible says about equals | |
Or is it this different when it hits this close to your home | |
Ask your momma will the children suffer | |
Or will they hate us for our dreams, oh, baby | |
I wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Society speaking | |
Some of my best friends are different shades | |
It's a shame, it's a crime | |
They blow your mind, time after time, baby | |
I had pretty visions | |
And I was labeled and | |
I was robbed | |
Baby, all | |
I wanted to do | |
Was sing to you and love you true | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we're the perfect blend | |
But they can't see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love, oh, oh | |
Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
I wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Hey... baby | |
Hey... hey... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it, can she feel it | |
Feel it in her heart | |
Can she feel it in her heart | |
Can she feel it in her heart | |
Ask your momma | |
It's such a crime, it's such a crime | |
It's such a crime | |
It's such a crime, it's such a crime | |
It's blowing my mind, baby | |
It's such a crime | |
It's such a crime | |
It's blowing my mind | |
It's blowing my mind | |
It's blowing my mind | |
Time after time | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we're the perfect blend | |
But they can't see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love |
zuo ci : Marie | |
Society Who' s to say who loves you | |
And on the colors of love | |
Are we to be schooled | |
Society Our minds, bodies, and souls will meet tolerance | |
Society Put an end to ignorance | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love | |
Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
Wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Society' s child | |
Some people think | |
I was born with a silver sthingy in my mouth | |
That isn' t right, that isn' t right, uh, uh | |
I had dreams of grandeur | |
And I was labeled like | |
Campbell soup | |
Baby, all | |
I wanted to do | |
Was sing to you and love you true | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we' re the perfect blend | |
But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma does she remember | |
The bible says about equals | |
Or is it this different when it hits this close to your home | |
Ask your momma will the children suffer | |
Or will they hate us for our dreams, oh, baby | |
I wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Society speaking | |
Some of my best friends are different shades | |
It' s a shame, it' s a crime | |
They blow your mind, time after time, baby | |
I had pretty visions | |
And I was labeled and | |
I was robbed | |
Baby, all | |
I wanted to do | |
Was sing to you and love you true | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we' re the perfect blend | |
But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love, oh, oh | |
Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
I wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Hey... baby | |
Hey... hey... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it, can she feel it | |
Feel it in her heart | |
Can she feel it in her heart | |
Can she feel it in her heart | |
Ask your momma | |
It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
It' s such a crime | |
It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
It' s blowing my mind, baby | |
It' s such a crime | |
It' s such a crime | |
It' s blowing my mind | |
It' s blowing my mind | |
It' s blowing my mind | |
Time after time | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we' re the perfect blend | |
But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love |
zuò cí : Marie | |
Society Who' s to say who loves you | |
And on the colors of love | |
Are we to be schooled | |
Society Our minds, bodies, and souls will meet tolerance | |
Society Put an end to ignorance | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love | |
Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
Wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Society' s child | |
Some people think | |
I was born with a silver sthingy in my mouth | |
That isn' t right, that isn' t right, uh, uh | |
I had dreams of grandeur | |
And I was labeled like | |
Campbell soup | |
Baby, all | |
I wanted to do | |
Was sing to you and love you true | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we' re the perfect blend | |
But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma does she remember | |
The bible says about equals | |
Or is it this different when it hits this close to your home | |
Ask your momma will the children suffer | |
Or will they hate us for our dreams, oh, baby | |
I wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Society speaking | |
Some of my best friends are different shades | |
It' s a shame, it' s a crime | |
They blow your mind, time after time, baby | |
I had pretty visions | |
And I was labeled and | |
I was robbed | |
Baby, all | |
I wanted to do | |
Was sing to you and love you true | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we' re the perfect blend | |
But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love, oh, oh | |
Does she know you got my heart in your hand | |
Ask your momma will she cry when she sees | |
This 14K band of gold, oh, baby | |
I wonder will she say what will | |
I tell my friends | |
Hey... baby | |
Hey... hey... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it, can she feel it | |
Feel it in her heart | |
Can she feel it in her heart | |
Can she feel it in her heart | |
Ask your momma | |
It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
It' s such a crime | |
It' s such a crime, it' s such a crime | |
It' s blowing my mind, baby | |
It' s such a crime | |
It' s such a crime | |
It' s blowing my mind | |
It' s blowing my mind | |
It' s blowing my mind | |
Time after time | |
I see the looks down their noses | |
I hear shots in the dark | |
We sleep on no bed of roses | |
Tug of wars on our hearts, hey | |
We think we' re the perfect blend | |
But they can' t see beyond the skin, whoa... | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love | |
Ask your momma can she feel it | |
Does she know about my love |