Your Mama Won't Let Me Lyrics - Little Texas

Like to take you to the movies on a Saturday night 

But your mama won't let me 

Steal you away for a Sunday drive 

But your mama won't let me 

She's one step ahead of me every time 

When I get too close she draws that line 

Thinks I'm trouble but I'm not that kind 

Your mama won't let me make you mine 

I wanna tear you away from those apron strings 

But your mama won't let me 

Buy you dinner and a diamond ring 

But your mama won't let me 

She's one step ahead of me every time 

When I get too close she draws that line 

Thinks I'm trouble but I'm not that kind 

Your mama won't let me make you mine 

I got nothin' but good intentions 

Somehow I got to change her mind 

Find a way to break down her defenses 

Gotta have you or I'm gonna die tryin' 

I'd like to talk to your daddy about man-to-man 

But your mama won't let me 

If anybody could I know he'd understand 

But your mama won't let me 

She's one step ahead of me every time 

When I get too close she draws that line 

Thinks I'm trouble but I'm not that kind 

Your mama won't let me make you mine 

You know your mama won't let me make you mine