Mama look a boo boo
 
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1.   I wonder why nobody don't like me,
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    or is it the fact that I'm ugly?
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    I wonder why nobody don't like me,
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    or is it the fact that I'm ugly?
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    I leave my whole house and home,
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    my children don't want me no more,
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    bad talk inside de house dey bring,
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    and when I talk they start to sing.
 
 
"Mama, look a boo boo !" they shout,
                     Em
their mother tell them, "Shut up your mout' ! "
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"That is your daddy", "Oh, no, my daddy can't be ugly so !"
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"Shut your mout', go away !" "Mama, look a boo boo!" dey,
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    "Shut your mout', go away!" "Mama, look a boo boo, " dey. 
 
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2.  I couldn't even digest me supper ,
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    due to thee children's behavior,
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    John ("Yes, pa") - "Come here a moment,
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    bring de belt, you're much too impudent !"
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    John says, it's James who started first,
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    James tells the story in reverse,
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    I drag my belt from off me waist,
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    you should hear dem screamin' round de place.  + CHORUS
 
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3.    So I began to question de mudda, 
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    these children ain't got no behavior.
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    So I began to question de mudda,
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    These children ain't got no behavior.
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    "They're playing with you," my wife declared,
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    "You should be proud of them, my dear !"
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    "Them children were taught too bloomin' slack,
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    that ain't no kind of joke to crack. “
 
+ CHORUS  + repeat verse 1    + CHORUS….
 

(orig. = capo 3rd)    (Harry Belafonte)