You Can Finally Meet My Mom

Don't cry when I die

When it's my time, I probably won't die

I'll just lie down and close my eyes

And think about stuff

These eyes got too wide

Seen too much of life's goodbyes

Should've spent less time makin' loot

And spent more time in my birthday suit with you

And everybody upstairs, everybody downstairs

I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them

'Cause I'll be hangin' out with you

Not Jimi Hendrix, Jesus, or the dude

Who played the sheriff in Blazing Saddles

You, not Chris Farley, Mr. Rogers

Oh, I've waited so long

You can finally meet my mom

Life is good but love, it's better

Even Bieber ain't forever

We all got to go, you know

So, you might as well go in style

Everybody prayin', everybody singin'

(I'm not gonna)

I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them

'Cause I'll be hangin' out with you

Not Gilda Radner, Buddha, or the dude

Who had pop rocks and soda at the same time

You, not Jesse James, Paul Newman

And, oh, I've waited so long

You can finally meet my mom

I'm not makin' light of things

But who's to say who's right with things like this?

There's so much that we miss

Tryin' so hard to be rich and famous

Pretty and thin, to win

It's a shame that youth is wasted on the young

So, forget everything and just be with me here now

For as long as we can

And whoever goes first, save a spot

You, not Etta James, Bob Marley

Or the girls who won my heart along the way

You, not Sitting Bull, Ella, or Bach

And I almost forgot

You can finally meet my mom

(You can finally meet my mom)

You can finally meet my mom

(You can finally meet my mom)

(You can finally meet my mom)

No Steve Jobs or Ty Cobbs

Al Capone or any other mobs

(You can finally meet my mom)

Whitney Houston, no Chet Baker

Andre the Giant or the Undertaker

(You can finally meet my mom)

Just you, you can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

(You can finally meet my mom)

(You can finally meet my mom)