When I'm out and about 
Skipping around the city 
Up and down 
Without a doubt 
I'm okay with me 
But when I'm home all alone 
With only the phone 
And all the crap I've accrued 
What can I, what can I, what can I do? 
Mama, Mama I wanted to please you 
Mama, Mama I wanted to please 
Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, 
I wanted to be Mama 
I wanted to be you 
When I'm out in the car 
With the wind in my hair 
Spinning wheels 
It really feels 
Like I'm going somewhere 
But when I'm home all alone 
With only the phone 
Eating crap, in the nude 
What can I, what can I, what can I do? 
Mama, Mama I wanted to please 
Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, 
I wanted to be Mama 
I wanted to be you 
I wanted to be you... 
I wanted to be you... 
I wanted to be you 
Mama, Mama I wanted to please you 
Mama, Mama I wanted to please 
Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, 
I wanted to be Mama 
I wanted to be you, Dad 
I wanted to be you, Dad 
I wanted to be you, Dad 
You...