Mama Says (Breaking Rules)

Bring a bottle of whiskey straight No one can hold me down He ain't got no money boy and I don't need him around I hear he's seeing Mary Jane while kissing and hugging me I ain't gonna cry no more I'm shifting gear to quit his street and I I heard him coming home this morning He smelt like cheap perfume and stale beer I ain't staying here the devils in his other ear Mama says he's made for breaking rules Gonna hold a zippo flame to the picture in my purse I ain't gonna cry no more and I don't have to hear him curse My tyres are gonna melt the road just like Steve McQueen I've gone and changed my number boy so don't you bother calling me I heard him coming home this morning He smelt like cheap perfume and stale beer I ain't staying here the devils in his other ear Mama says he's made for breaking rules Mama says he's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules Ohh oh Ohh oh Ohh wee Ohh oh Ohh oh Ohh oh Ohh oh Ohh wee By the time it's over I'll no longer be around I'll be tearing up the streets and I'm nowhere to be found Best you don't come look for me I've set a bounty on your head You ain't no rockstar and my wanting for you is dead I heard him coming home this morning He smelt like cheap perfume and stale beer I ain't staying here the devils in his other ear Mama said he's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules Oh oh Oh oh Oh wee Oh ohh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Ohh oh He's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules He's made for breaking rules Mama said he's made for breaking rules Ohh oh Oh wee