One Hour Mama Songtext

von Lavay Smith & Her Red Hot Skillet Lickers

I've always heard that haste makes waste.
I believe in taking my time.
The highest mountain can't be raised,
It's something you must slowly climb.
I want a slow and easy man.
He better never take the lead.
I come from a long time plan
And I aint lookin' for no speed.

I'm a one hour mama.
So no one minute papa
Aint the kind of man for me.
Set your alarm clock papa.
One hour, that's proper.
And love me like I like to be.

I might want love for one hour,
Decide to make it two.
Takes an hour before I'm started
Maybe three before I'm through.
I don't want no green horn lover,
Like a rookie going to war
With a load of big artillery
And he don't know what it's for.

I'm a one hour mama.
So no one minute papa
Aint the kind of man for me.
Set your alarm clock papa.
One hour, that's proper.
And love me like I like to be.

I'm a one hour mama.
So no one minute papa
Aint the kind of man for me.
Set your alarm clock papa.
One hour, that's proper.
And love me like I like to be.

I can't stand no lame excuses
'bought my lovin' being so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
So I hope it's understood.
I don't want no green horn lover,
Who'd just like a hit or two.
Action is the only booster
Of just what my man can do.

I'm a one hour mama.
So no one minute papa
Aint the kind of man for me.
Set your alarm clock papa.
One hour, that's proper.
And love me like I like to be.