What's all these crazy questions you're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights `cause I don't wanna see

Mama told me not [bad word] Mama told me not [bad word] That ain't to have fun, no, uh-uh

Open up your window, let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin' from the smell of stale perfume
And that cigarette you're smokin'
Don't scare me half to death
Open up the window, sucker, let me catch my breath

Mama told me not [bad word] Mama told me not [bad word] That ain't to have fun, son
That ain't to have fun, son

The radio is blastin', someone's knockin' at the door
I'm lookin' at my girlfriend, she's passed out on the floor
I've seen so many things I ain't never seen before
Don't know what it is, I don't wanna see it no more

Mama told me not [bad word] Mama told me not [bad word] She said that ain't to have fun, son
That ain't to have fun, son

That ain't to have fun, no
That ain't to have fun, son