I used to sing the songs that were in the charts
I sang `bout [bad word] blondes and their broken hearts
But now I`m done, mm-mm-mm, now I`m done, yeah
I used to sell my soul, trying to score some views
Yeah, did the singer`s version of the thumbnail [bad word] 
But now I`m done, mm-mm-mm, now I`m done, yeah

Uh, yeah, uh
By the way, I can still listen to covers
I don`t think it`s fun, but I can leave it to the others
Pentatonix, Boyce, Ward, Kurt and many, many more
They do awesome versions, but to me it is a boring chore
I`m happy that I did some, I don`t wanna rewind
I just wanna tell you all exactly what`s on my mind
My priority is not to be the one who`s revined
I just wanna write a song about your mama`s behind

I hate covers, but I love your mama`s [bad word] 
It`s so firm, and yet it`s really got the mass
Don`t need her sass, just a backstage pass
I hate covers, but I love your mama`s [bad word] 

Yeah I`m back with the Yolo cap
This time it`s a smaller generation gap
But when those [bad word] jigglin`
I`m like a schoolboy gigglin`
Yeah it`s [bad word]  I hate doing covers
But I could get under hers, be lovers
Please her `til she passes out, gone when she recovers
That is what I did to all the other`s mothers

I hate covers, but I love your mama`s [bad word] 
It`s so firm, and yet it`s really got the mass
Don`t need her sass, just a backstage pass
I hate covers, but I love your mama`s [bad word] 
I hate covers, but I love your mama`s [bad word] 
Yeah, she`s 50, but her booty`s still world class
Don`t need her sass, just a backstage pass
I hate covers, but I love your mama`s [bad word]