Jonathan Thompson Singing Like Her Mama lyrics

The microphone is waiting, a girl is feeling scared
The Mariners are drinking, and nobody cares
But she don't like no hip hop, scratching on a desk
She gives it to them clean and turns many heads

Cause she's singing, she's singing like her mama
In a way they used to do, and she's
Swinging, she's swinging like her mama
In a way, that looks so cool, in a way you want it to

She's been raised on vinyl, round and round she's been
Picking up the crackles, where her mothers been
Put's herself on myspace, gonna make it big
The folky girl from Surrey, that everyone digs


The bookies got a winner, the room is steaming up
Young and old are drinking, and tapping their foot
Up and down the country, all are gonna see
The folky girl from Bagshot, with beads running free

A boy is in the corner, films her every move
Spell bound and broken, he's digging the groove
Folkies scratch their beards, a finger in the ear
Remembering Sandy Denny and drown in their beer