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 gon
na' 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 as
ked me