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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Leschen
Paul Leschen
Piano
Ana Matronic
Ana Matronic
Vocals
Babydaddy
Babydaddy
Keyboards
Del Marquis
Del Marquis
Lead Guitar
Jake Shears
Jake Shears
Vocals
Paddy Boom
Paddy Boom
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Sellards
Jason Sellards
Songwriter
Scott Hoffman
Scott Hoffman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scissor Sisters
Scissor Sisters
Producer
Neil Harris
Neil Harris
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Wise
Daniel Wise
Additional Producer
Babydaddy
Babydaddy
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When you grow up livin' like a good boy oughta
And your mama takes a shine to her best son
Something different, all the girls, they seem to like you
'Cause you're handsome, like to talk, and a whole lotta fun
[PreChorus]
But now your girl has gone a-missin'
And your house has got an empty bed
The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding
They won't listen to a word you said
[Chorus]
We're gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah, we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
[Chorus]
And if the music ain't good, well, that's just too bad
We're gonna sing along, no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut
[Chorus]
Do it, take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing, oh, the best we can
We're gonna do it, take your mama out all night
You can stay up late 'cause, baby, you're a full-grown man
[Verse 2]
It's a struggle livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer, watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama heard the way that you'd been talkin'
I tried to tell you that all she'd wanna do is cry
[PreChorus]
Now we end up takin' the long way home
Lookin' over-dressed, wearin' buckets of stale cologne
It's so hard to see streets on a country road
When your glasses in the garbage
And your Continental's just been towed
[Chorus]
We're gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah, we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
[Chorus]
And if the music ain't good, well, that's just too bad
We're gonna sing along, no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut
[Chorus]
Do it, take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing, oh, the best we can
We're gonna do it, take your mama out all night
You can stay up late 'cause, baby, you're a full-grown man
[Chorus]
Do it, take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing, oh, the best we can
We're gonna do it, take your mama out all night
You can stay up late 'cause, baby, you're a full-grown man
Written by: Jason Sellards, Scott Hoffman
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