Letra da Música Mama's Boy de Mike Love

How will your garden ever bear fruit
If you never take time to nurture the roots its
Easy to overstand
You got no future plans
Your arms are scrawny and your skin is pale
You got no dirt under your fingernails
You got a lot to learn
But you got money to burn

Mama's boy, daddy's little girl
Cut of the umbilical get out into the world you've been
Hanging on too long little darling
I think its about time for you to spread your own wings
And you'll find that in time you'll be fine once you learn a few things
You have longed for this song for so long now its your turn to sing

And you'll know that you've grown once your own wings
Have flown and you'll find a new home
That you can call your own but your never gonna know
If you never go and sew your seeds and become whole
No you're never gonna fly if you never try to reach the heights

Mama's boy, daddy's little girl
Cut of the umbilical get out into the world you'll see
Things that you never dreamed of step out
In the world and you might even find love
Mama's boy, daddy's little girl
Cut off the umbilical get out into the world you'll see
Things you never knew existed the world was passing
By and all this time you missed it

And if you're afraid just to make a mistake
Well rewards only come out of chances you take
So break free from the mold stop doing just as your told
Out beyond the end you might make a few new friends
And if you are lost and you can't find your way
Your tongue is all tied you can't find the words to say
Look into your bones the truth is etched there in stone

It has always been waiting for your heart to be awakened
And you'll return, standing firm in all you've
Learned, ready to be a teacher
You have longed for this song for so long
Now its your turn to be the singer
And your voice will carry, echo through the valleys

Like a trumpet set free in three part harmony
If you really wanna see what there is to see
Fulfill your destiny, unfold the mysteries
Then step into the wild blue
Take a look inside you, set yourself free

How will your garden ever bear fruit
If you never take time to nurture the roots its
Easy to overstand, you got no future plans
Your arms are scrawny and your skin is pale
You got no dirt under your fingernails
You got a lot to learn, but you got money to burn

Mama's boy, daddy's little girl
Cut of the umbilical get out into the world
You'll never learn to pick yourself up if you never fall
So cut off the umbilical