You can finally meet my mom

Don't cry when I die
When it's my time I probably won't die
I'll just lie down and close my eyes
And think about stuff

These eyes got too wise
Seeing too much of life's goodbyes
Should've spent less time making loot
And spent more time in my birthday suit with you

And everybody upstairs, everybody downstairs
I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them

'Cause I'll be hangin' out with you
Not Jimi Hendrix, Jesus or the dude
who played the sheriff in Blazing Saddles
You, not Chris Farley, or Mr. Rogers
Oh I've waited so long
You can finally meet my mom

Life is good, but love is better
Even Bieber ain't forever
We all got to go you know
So you might as well go in style Everybody praying, everybody sinnin'
I'm not gonna have time to hang out with them

'Cause I'll be hangin' out with you
Not Guilda Radner, Buddha or the dude
Who had Pop Rocks and soda at the same time
You, not Jesse James, Paul Newman
And oh I've waited so long
You can finally meet my mom

I'm not making light of things
But who's to say what's right with things like this
There's so much that we miss
Trying so hard to be rich and famous, pretty and thin
To win, it's a shame that youth is wasted on the young
So forget everything and just be with me here, now
For as long as we can
And whoever goes first, save a spot

You, not Etta James, Bob Marley or the girls who won my heart along the way
You, not Sitting Bull, Ella or Bach and I almost forgot
You can finallly meet my mom You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom

No Steve Jobs or Ty Cobbs
Al Capone or any other mob
Whitney Houston, not Chet Baker
Andre the Giant or the Undertaker

Just you. You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom
You can finally meet my mom