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Ray Stevens - Mama Sang Bass

When I was kid in my home town
People would come from miles around
Just to get a job at the Pharmaceutical factory
Making strong medicines of all descriptions
Now every time I get a new prescription
It brings a dose of old memories back to me
Now daddy was assigned to birth control pills
Breathing that air that was hormone filled
And mama made body building steroids all day long
And when Sundays came they sang in the choir
And even the angels had to admire
make the hair stand up when they sang a song
Mama sang bass, daddy sang tenor
You wouldn't think she had it in her
But her voice got deeper and deeper every week
Daddy sang tenor, mama sang bass
She had strength and he had grace
It's kind of like they traded places so to speak

Well the preacher said folks, I recognize your talents
But you see this choir 's out of balance
And the bass sounds better when it's coming from the other side
Well mama's patience never was the greatest
And daddy wouldn't think of sitting with the ladies
So the only thing to do was give their hormones a ride
Now the factory was a working on this DNA
that programs molecules in such a way
That anything wrong can sometimes be reversed
So they made um up a shot
put it in their veins
Waited all week till Sunday came
To see if that injection was a blessing or a curse

The media coverage was so intense
it made the OJ trial seem like a non event
The church was filled up to the brim
Just to hear that opening hymn
Then...... Mama sang.... bass.....
Daddy sang tenor..........
She got stronger
He got thinner
That's what you get
for trying to hard to please
Daddy sang tenor
Mama sang bass
He makes dinner
while she shaves her face
Now what else do you want to know
about the birds and the bees

You know I got a powerful urge to scratch and spit
I loveeee to watch baseball
baseball, well mama you used to love to knit
what happened to that?
knit! let's go to the wrestling matches
wrestling, let's arm wrestle
Oh no!
hey, you ait got any red man on ya do ya
red man!
I know, let's go cow tippin
Cow tippin!
listen ma, you just about wore ole bossy out
Quite, you might wake her up
Rock a-bye bossy

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