Lyrics:

Hey, hey, mama; mama, what you tryin' to do? You keep on talkin' to me, 'till your face turns blue. Well, do you think I'm a young boy, yet to make up my mind? Well, I'm just castin' all my toys, I'm gonna' leave what's behind me, behind. I'm gonna' leave what's behind me, behind. I saw an old high school friend, just the other day, He didn't ask me how I'd been, he asked me