Run to your mama

You want some time alone But I don't think I'll be that strong I need to know How much How long Where do I belong How much How long Run to your mama 'Cause you can't stand the road You better run and...

One, two, one-two-three-four. You've got to be mean, you've got to be tough, you don't need none of that pity stuff. You've got to be hard or else you'll be done. You have to take care of number one....