One Hour Mama Songtext
von Victoria Spivey

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