Oh, Mama, baby's a queen in her costumes and cars Oh, Mama, baby's a sweetie at the fashion show bars Hey, baby, the lady's a woman and the woman's a child Oh, Mama, the child's a toy, and the toy has gone wild And she's over, I mean she thinks she is And she's over, I mean she looks like she is And she's over, I mean she still hasn't found her mind, baby Her mind baby Oh, Mama, she lives in a house with no lock on the door Oh, Mama, there's no one upstairs, but there's a great bottom floor Hey, baby, you throw her a look and she'll comfort your day Oh, Mama, you throw her a book and she'll throw it away Repeat Mind baby Mind baby Mind baby Repeat