Testo di Sweet Young Thing Ain't Sweet No More

Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more Mama found it draped over the toilet bowl Mama said: Child, what you done? Mama said: Child, what you done? Wake up and greet the mid-day Sun Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more Sweet young thing ain't sweet no more Mama's little pills spilled all over the floor Mama can't handle her on her own Mama can't handle her on her own She says: You just wait till your father gets home