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Paroles: Gotthard. Mountain Mama.

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I WAS BORN IN A CRADLE OF STONE
NEVER THOUGHT, I HAD TO MAKE IT ALONE
AND WHAT WAS COMINa?˜ TO ME
ALL JUST A BUNCH OF LIES
Na?˜ I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER
YOUa?˜RE THE MASTER OF DISGUISE

CRAZY MAMA, YOU KEEP ON COMINa?˜ MY WAY
NOW ITa?˜S OVER
YOU AINa?˜T GONNA MAKE MY DAY
NO, NOT AGAIN
MOUNTAIN MAMA

YOU WHERE FEEDING MY HEAD
WITH MORE THAN I COULD TAKE
ALWAYS WATCHING WITH YOUR SERIOUS EYES
EVERY MOVE THAT I MAKE
SOME TIMES IT'S LIKE HEAVEN
SO I CAN TELL
DARKER THAN COAL, HOTTER THAN HELL
YEAH, THATa?˜S RIGHT
FEEL LIKE Ia?˜M CAUGHT IN A SPELL

CRAZY MAMA, YOU KEEP ON COMINa?˜ MY WAY
NOW ITa?˜S OVER
YOU AINa?˜T GONNA STEAL MY PAY
NO, NOT AGAIN
MOUNTAIN MAMA

NO NEVER AGAIN, MOUNTAIN MAMA
DONa?˜T LIKE THAT KINDA GAME, I DONa?˜T WANNA
THEREa?˜S JUST YOU TO BLAME
MOUNTAIN MAMA
SO YOU BETTER FORGET MY NAME
MOUNTAIN MAMA