Osama, Yo' Mama
Ray Stevens
Osama - yo' mama
didn't raise you right
When you were young
she must have wrapped
yo' turban too tight
She should have
kept you home
on those arabian nights
It's plain to see -
you need some therapy
Osama - yo' mama
could have done
a lot better
Though I bet every day
you did somethin'
to upset her
By the way,
we got an answer
to your anthrax letter
New York City's
where it's from -
it's called a smart bomb
And I can hear
yo' mama sayin' now,
"You in a heap o' trouble son
Now just look
what you've done
Saw you on TV
with yo' gun
Mercy sakes,
I can't do a thing wit'cha,
told ya dubyah's
gonna git'cha"
And I can just hear
dubyah sayin',
"You in a heap
'o trouble boy
And I don't think
you will enjoy
Our game of search
and destroy
We got your terror
right here, and
we gon' run it
up yo' rear"
Osama - yo' mama
didn't teach you
how to act
You've crossed the line
too far this time,
there ain't
no turnin' back
You're startin'
to remind us
of another maniac
Yeah, you know who -
he started World War II
Osama - yo' mama d
idn't teach you
to behave
Now they say
you're hangin'
with the bats
in a cave
Well, pullin' off
that sneak attack
was not too brave
Kinda makes us remember
- the 7th of December
And I can hear
yo' mama sayin' now,
"You in a heap
o' trouble son
Now just look
what you've done
Saw you on TV
with that gun
Mercy sakes,
I can't do a thing
wit'cha, told ya
dubyah's gonna git'cha"
And I can just hear
dubyah sayin',
"You in a heap
'o trouble boy
And I don't think
you gonna enjoy
Our game of search
and destroy
We got your terror
right here, and
we gon' run it
up yo' rear"
Osama yo' karma's
really got you
in a jam
But that's just
what you get -
when you mess
with Uncle Sam
Osama the Taliban
is history
Nobody wants
to see you
startin' World WarIII
Osama you know
the al-Qaida
won't last
Osama, just like you,
it's future's
in the past
Osama you should've
read your Nostradamus
Now all your friends
are sayin'
"Please don't bomb us"
