Mama Taught Me Not To Cuss

Hit my finger with a hammer

I uttered, “Judas Priest!”

It’s not the worst thing I could say, at least

Something else nearly came out, but I quickly ceased

Thanks to my mother, it didn’t get released

Mama taught me not to cuss

Mama taught me not to cuss

There ain't no more to discuss, no (uh-uh)

Some drunk driver hit my car, made me very, very cross

Told him how I felt with just two words, “Tarter sauce!”

His response surprised me, he called me a wretch

That one ticked me off, I said, “what the fetch!”

Mama taught me not to cuss

Mama taught me not to cuss

There ain't no more to discuss, son

There ain't no more to discuss, son (oh, yeah!)

Inside a public restroom, after I was through

“Holy mackerel!”, I exclaimed, it was the women’s loo

I got so embarrassed, it made my toes curl

What do you think I said? “Mother of Pearl!”

Mama taught me not to cuss

Mama taught me not to cuss

She said, ("Holding your tongue is a plus, son")

("There ain't no more to discuss, no")

Mama taught me, mama taught me

Mama taught me, taught me, taught me

Mama taught me

Oh, yeah

Mama taught me not to cuss, no, no, no

There ain't no more to discuss, no

Holding your tongue is a plus, son

There ain't no more to discuss, no (look at you)

Holding your tongue is a plus, son

Listen to mama, listen to me baby

Mama taught me, not to cuss

There ain't no more to discuss, no (yeah!)

Holding your tongue is a plus, son (somebody tell 'em)

There ain't no more to discuss, no (mama)

Holding your tongue is a plus, son