You Can Finally Meet My Mom

Don't cry when I die

When it's my time I probably won't die

I'll just lie down and close my eyes

And think about stuff



These eyes got too wise

Seeing too much of life's goodbyes

Should've spent less time making loot

And spent more time in my birthday suit with you



And everybody upstairs, everybody downstairs

I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them



'Cause I'll be hangin' out with you

Not Jimmy Hendrix, Jesus or the dude

Who played the sheriff in Blazing Saddles

You, not Chris Farley, or Mr. Rogers

Oh I've waited so long

You can finally meet my mom



Life is good, but love is better

Even Bieber ain't forever

We all got to go you know

So you might as well go in style



Everybody praying, everybody sinnin'

I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them



'Cause I'll be hangin' out with you

Not Gilda Radner, Buddha or the dude

Who had Pop Rocks and soda at the same time

You, not Jesse James, Paul Newman

And oh I've waited so long

You can finally meet my mom



I'm not making light of things

But who's to say who's right with things like this

There's so much that we miss

Trying so hard to be rich and famous, pretty and thin

To win, it's a shame that youth is wasted on the young



So forget everything and just be with me here, now

For as long as we can

And whoever goes first, save a spot



You, not Etta James, Bob Marley

Or the girls who won my heart along the way

You, not Sitting Bull, Ella or Bach and I almost forgot

You can finally meet my mom



You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom



No Steve Jobs or Ty Cobbs

Al Capone or any of the mob

Whitney Houston, no Chet Baker

Andre the Giant or the Undertaker



Just you

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom

You can finally meet my mom