One Hour Mama Songtext
von Saffire, The Uppity Blues Women
One Hour Mama Songtext
I′ve always heard that haste makes waste
So I believe in takin' my time
The highest mountain can′t be raced
It's something you must slowly climb
I want a slow and easy man
He needn't ever take the lead
Cause I work
on that long-time plan
And I ain′t a-lookin′ for no speed
I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain′t the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock
papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be
I don′t want no lame excuses
'Bout my lovin′ bein' so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
Now I hope I′m understood
I′m a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
I can′t stand no greenhorn lover
Like a rookie goin' to war
With a load of big artillery
But don′t know what it's for
He′s got to bring me a reference
With a great long pedigree
And must prove he's got endurance
Or he don't mean that to me
I don′t like no crowin′ rooster
What just kicks a lick or two
Action is the only booster
Of just what my man can do
I don't want no imitation
My requirements ain′t no joke
Cause I've got pure indignation
For a guy what′s lost his stroke
I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain′t the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be
I may want love for one hour
Then decide to make it two
Takes an hour before I get started
Maybe three 'fore I′m through
I′m a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
So I believe in takin' my time
The highest mountain can′t be raced
It's something you must slowly climb
I want a slow and easy man
He needn't ever take the lead
Cause I work
on that long-time plan
And I ain′t a-lookin′ for no speed
I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain′t the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock
papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be
I don′t want no lame excuses
'Bout my lovin′ bein' so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
Now I hope I′m understood
I′m a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
I can′t stand no greenhorn lover
Like a rookie goin' to war
With a load of big artillery
But don′t know what it's for
He′s got to bring me a reference
With a great long pedigree
And must prove he's got endurance
Or he don't mean that to me
I don′t like no crowin′ rooster
What just kicks a lick or two
Action is the only booster
Of just what my man can do
I don't want no imitation
My requirements ain′t no joke
Cause I've got pure indignation
For a guy what′s lost his stroke
I'm a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain′t the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be
I may want love for one hour
Then decide to make it two
Takes an hour before I get started
Maybe three 'fore I′m through
I′m a one hour mama
So no one minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
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