Loco Mama - Tami Neilson

I’m jittery jumpin' like a scratch-less itch

Like a tail on a tomcat beginning to twitch

I need some sweet silence filling up my head

I need to spend some more time tangled up in my bed

Burning up both ends of my wick

Started running while the bomb still ticks

You better hurry up and get out quick

When the Mama go loco

When the Mama go loco

Pack your bags and hit the road, Joe

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick pow

The Mama gone loco

My pulse is poppin' with a fevered heat

I got the black cat voodoo with a jungle beat

My body shaking and my hair gone wild

I wanna throw down on the floor like a screamin' child

Seeing red, but it don’t mean stop

This firecracker 'bout to pop

You better bail before I blow my top

When the Mama go loco

When the Mama go loco

You better get out, better go, go

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick pow

The Mama gone loco

When the Mama go loco

When the Mama go loco

Stick around here?

No, no, no

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick

When the Mama go loco

When the Mama go loco

You better get out, better go, go

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick pow

The Mama gone loco