Tell My Mama - Christina Grimmie

On the first day of class you walked into the room

Just a hot little thing with a bad attitude

And I knew, I knew, I knew you were trouble, baby (Ooh)

I was saved by the bell, couldn’t wait to get home

And tell my mama 'bout this boy I don’t know

Yeah, I knew, I knew, I knew it was complicated

Boy, I know you’re dangerous

You’re not the one I’m supposed to love

But this is more than just a crush tonight

So I’m gonna tell my mama about ya

I’ma tell her, I’ma tell her

I’ma tell my mama about ya

I’ma tell her, I’ma tell her

I’ma tell my mama about ya

I’ma tell her, I’ma tell her

I’ma tell my mama about ya

I’ma tell her, I’ma tell her

Hey, yeah-yeah

Oh, yeah

Locked myself in my room

Called you up on the phone

Don’t know why I hung up soon as you said, «Hello»

When it’s true, it’s true, you got me trippin', baby (Ooh)

That night I couldn’t sleep, rolled around in the bed

'Cause the boy of my dreams is a nightmare instead

And it’s true, it’s true

Don’t nobody tried to save me, yeah