Momma was an opium smoker

She light it with a red-hot poker

She would never take a bath

We would ask her, she'd just laugh

because our momma was an opium smoker

She made it with this gentleman, Lincoln

They met on a boat, it was sinkin'

When she shoulda gone overboard, mom say "No way, oh my Lord

only of opium smoking am I thinkin'."

Oh, help us, Lord

we can't afford

her destructive ways

You oughta' hear what she says!

She would just sit on her fat ass

yell at us, "Fill up my wine glass!"

She would tell us, "How sad,

you won't never know your dad."

Oh yeah, my momma was an opium smoker

Go, mommy, go

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

She had the money and the drugs in the mattress

I wonder how long she's been at this

And I say, "Mom, bang the gong,

can't you see it's gone all wrong?"

My momma was an opium smoker