You thought you had found yourself a good girl,
One who would love you and give you the world.
Then you find, babe, that you've been misused,
Come to me, honey, I'll do what you choose.
(I want you to) tell mama
All about it.
Well, tell mama
What you need
Tell your mama, babe,
What you want.
Tell your mama, babe.
Whoa! an' I'll make everything alright.
...
You already know what you need, man.
You already know what you're looking for,
Man, i found out out at fourteen years old
And I been lookin' for it every since, too, man.

-- Tell Mama by Janis Joplin