Mama I'm dying of a heart attack, heart attack, heart attack I love that girl but she don't love me back My girl she tells me that we're breaking up, breaking up, breaking up My heart can't handle the strain that's shaking it
She tried to tell me no so long ago I would not listen but now I know
Papa I'm drinking for an overload, overload, overload The gun in my pocket is all ready to explode Papa I'm dying of an overdose, overdose, overdose I tried to warn you don't come too close
I tried to tell you way back when we were young I tried to warn you there was something wrong Mama I'm dying Oh papa I'm dying, dying
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