Song lyrics Mama's dress by Papa Roach

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

I wouldnīt wear your womanīs dress
And I wouldnīt look good in her dress
You see my wife and see my (???)
You donīt think so but I do

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

I know they are ripe tomatoes
Just what this town is due to burn
But this dress is another tone
The way you wear your dress is wrong
Donīt offend, youīre made of curves
You have your little head
One shade of a womanīs dress is
He wants to bring it down to you (???)

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

I wouldnīt wear your womanīs dress
And I wouldnīt look good in her dress
You asked me if I could handle that (???)
I wouldnīt wear your womanīs dress, no

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

A deadbeat (???) is having this (???)
A catastrophe, tampax cheeze-whiz (???)
I donīt know what to say but I think Iīm gonna burst and
I wouldnīt wear your womanīs dress
And I wouldnīt look good in her dress
And you .. saw me .. oh yeah no

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

I wouldnīt wear your womanīs dress
And I wouldnīt look good in her dress
Gotta change, but I donīt wanna
Check it out, check it out, check it out

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

Get funky now ..

I know they are ripe tomatoes
Just what this town is due to burn
But this dress is another tone
The way you wear your dress is wrong
Donīt offend, youīre made of curves
You have your little head
One shade of a womanīs dress is
He wants to bring it down to you (???)

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

No shoe-tale (???)

I wouldnīt wear, who wouldnīt wear
She didnīt wear, your dress

Pork chop (x3)