Dominic Fike Mama's Boy

How do my plans fit in with yours? (Oh)

You're such a doll and I'm a boy

Where did my parents go? (Oh, oh) I'm not in Italy

They like vacation homes much more than they love me


You're made of plastic, I'm just blood (Hahahaha)

When I was born, you were produced


I wish I was a toy (Hahahaha)

You say, "Hahahahahahaha"

And you laugh

And I cry