I wear my jeans too short and my neck lines too low

I'm gettin' stared at wherever I go

I wear my jeans too tight and I stay out all night

When you turn me on you see how I can fight



And now my preoccupation is makin' love

Ah (ahh) Ah (ahh) Ah (ahh - ahh)

I gotta bad reputation through playin' it rough

I like your stimulation but that ain't enough



So don't take me home baby, na-na-na-na-na-na,

'Cause your mamma won't like me, yeah, oh

So don't take me home honey now, na-na-na-na-na-na

'Cause your mamma won't like me-ah



I like my music loud and I stand out in a crowd

By doin' ever'thing I know I shouldn't do

So when ya hold me tight, I won't put up a fight

I'll just knock you out and watch you comin' to



Just put me in a situation where I'm turnin' you o-on

Ah (ahh) Ah (ahh) Ah (ahh - ahh)

I'll be the devil's re-creation and before too long

You could feel a sensation, there's a hold so strong



So don't take me home baby, na-na-na-na-na-na

'Cause your mamma won't like me-ah

Hey, your mamma won't like me-ah

So don't take me home honey now, na-na-na-na-na

Ah, your mamma won't like me

Your mamma won't like me, Oh, I know, ooh



Yeah-eah, my preoccupation is of makin' lo-ove

Ah (ahh) Ah (ahh) Ah (ahh - ahh)

I gotta bad reputation through playin' it rough

I like your stimulation but that ain't enough



So don't take me home ba-aby, na-na-na-na-na-na

'Cause your mamma won't like me-ah, oh, your mamma won't like me

So don't take me home honey, now, na-na-na

Your mamma don't like me-ah, your mamma won't like me

Oh, your mamma won't like me, no, your ma