The Chipmunks, David Seville - Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Chipmunks lyrics
[The Chipmunks, David Seville - Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Chipmunks lyrics]
And they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song
Than diamonds or gold
Shiny belt buckles and old faded levis
And each night begins a new day
If you don't understand him
And he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away
Mammas, don't let your babies grow
Up to be cowboys
Chipmunks
Alvin
Don't let 'em pick guitars and
Drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mammas don't let your babies grow
Up to be cowboys
Chipmunks
Alvin
The Chipmunks: No, they'll never stay home
And they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Chipmunks like shady oak trees
And roasted acorns (hrrr) not doing homework
And staying up late every night
Alvin
Them that don't know him won't like him
And them that do
Sometimes won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong he's just different
But his pride won't let him
Do things to make you think he's right
Mammas, don't let your babies grow
Up to be cowboys
Chipmunks
Quit it!
Don't let 'em pick guitars and
Drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be
Chipmunks
Theodore
The Chipmunks: No, they'll never stay home
And they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Mammas, don't let your babies grow
Up to be chipmunks
Fellas
The Chipmunks:
Don't let 'em pick guitars and
Drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mammas don't let your babies grow
Up to be chipmunks
It's not chipmunks it's cowboys!
No, they'll never stay home
And they're always alone
Even with someone they love