Mama said, mama said,
""You got a one track mind,
But you ain't gonna get it all the time.""
She wasn't lyin'
I went from San Berdoo to Kalamazoo
Just to get away from you
I searched far and wide, hopin' I was wrong
But baby all the good women are gone
My last dime got used up on gasoline,
What I mean, what I mean
By the end of the day
I'm well away, that's what I say
And everything I had to say
Wish we'd gone so far away
Well now I can't stay
I can't stop for no one,
It's no fun, no fun
With a one track mind
If you don't get lucky some time
But still I'm tryin'