Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your daddy last week, he said I was kinda bleak
But I try my very best to breathe
Woke up with a scar, in the shape of a star
And you said you were bored
And I don't wanna, wanna know, wanna know
Where you're gonna go, gonna go, gonna go anymore
Ive hit the floor
Ive hit the floor
And she still said
Oh Tommy, Call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy
Don't forget it, don't forget it, why dont you spit it, why dont you spit it out
Get it out of your mouth
I gotta go back to school again
I gotta see your face around the bend
I dread it, I dread it, oh I dread it
I dread it, I can't forget it, I won't forget it
Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy, Call me, tell me that you love me
I met your daddy last week, he said I was kinda bleak
But I try my very best to breathe
To breathe
To breathe
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Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your daddy last week, he said I was kinda bleak
But I try my very best to breathe
Woke up with a scar, in the shape of a star
And you said you were bored
And I don't wanna, wanna know, wanna know
Where you're gonna go, gonna go, gonna go anymore
Ive hit the floor
Ive hit the floor
And she still said
Oh Tommy, Call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy
Don't forget it, don't forget it, why dont you spit it, why dont you spit it out
Get it out of your mouth
I gotta go back to school again
I gotta see your face around the bend
I dread it, I dread it, oh I dread it
I dread it, I can't forget it, I won't forget it
Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy, Call me, tell me that you love me
I met your daddy last week, he said I was kinda bleak
But I try my very best to breathe
To breathe
To breathe
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your daddy last week, he said I was kinda bleak
But I try my very best to breathe
Woke up with a scar, in the shape of a star
And you said you were bored
And I don't wanna, wanna know, wanna know
Where you're gonna go, gonna go, gonna go anymore
Ive hit the floor
Ive hit the floor
And she still said
Oh Tommy, Call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy
Don't forget it, don't forget it, why dont you spit it, why dont you spit it out
Get it out of your mouth
I gotta go back to school again
I gotta see your face around the bend
I dread it, I dread it, oh I dread it
I dread it, I can't forget it, I won't forget it
Oh Tommy, call me, tell me that you love me
I met your mama last week, she said I kinda stink
But I try my very best to clean
Oh Tommy, Call me, tell me that you love me
I met your daddy last week, he said I was kinda bleak
But I try my very best to breathe
To breathe
To breathe
Writer: Evan Rogers, Joey Rae
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid