Mama don’t cry
I found songs among the tragic
Hung my hat on sadness
Mom, I think they’re trying
To keep the grand romantic in me

Now that we got bottom lines
But mom, I think I’m ready
To free this grand romantic in me

La -di - da, la -di - da, la -di - da
Look out, look out!
Ah ha, ha-ah-ah. Ah ha, ha-ah-ah