Sorry, Mom, I smelled like cigarettes
And my eyes were Casa red
With a poundin' in my head
Showin' up again on Sunday mornin'
You just made the eggs
And turned your head
Sorry, Mom, you know that I had sex
'Fore I bought the white dress
I know you're not impressed
With my lack of stickin' to the Bible
Yeah, I got regrets
But you did your best
I turned out alright
So you can sleep good at night
Maybe I ran all the red lights
Maybe we got into a few fights
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom, I didn't graduate
After two years and some change
And that money went to waste
I know it wasn't cheap tuition
There were dreams to chase
And songs to play
Sorry, Mom, I missed your fifty-eighth
I was on another plane
Goin' to another stage
My priorities were out of balance
You told me to go
But wished I was home
Now, I turned out alright (Alright)
So you can sleep good at night (Sleep good at night)
Maybe I ran all the red lights
And maybe we got into a few fights
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Now, I turned out alright
And we both sleep good at night
I met a guy that we both like
And I got a house with a porch light
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom
La-la-la-la-la
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
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