Runaway Mama

She’s my run away mama
Always chasing other men
She’s my run away mama
She’s somewhere and gone again
If you see this kind of lady
Kind of tall, kind of slim
She’s my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
She’s got lots of pretty things
That a man cannot ignore
And she’s standing out in a bar room
When she walks out on the floor
If you see this kind of woman
Thumbing a ride and showing skin
She’s my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
If you see a woman flirting
And she’s hurting a bunch of men
She’s my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
If you see her somewhere dancing
On a table in a bar
Go and call the chief of police
And try to tell them where you are
If you see this kind of lady
Kind a tall and kind a slim
She’s my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
She’s my runaway mama