I was born in a motel room. the night my Daddy lost his job. Just after one he pulled a gun. and blew the brains out of some poor slob. . They call me mamma.... They call me mamma.... They call me mamma's boy. But I don't care. . I'll be a mamma.... I'll be a mamma.... I'll be a mamma's boy. since Daddy got...the electric chair..