Momma Was a Dancer

My little girl asked me

Momma, tell me what'd ya do for fun

When you were young

Did you date a lot of boys

Or did ya just date one

How'd ya get your fun

Did ua talk on the telephone

With your best girlfriend

Whenever things went wrong

Tell me Momma

How did you get your fun

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(Well, I told her

Honey, Momma was a dancer

Your momma could really get up and move around the floor

Your momma was a real good dancer

Before your daddy came along

That's all your momma lived for)

I was known as Nelda Jean Prudie

I was a real Texas cutie

I drove a Thunderbird

I had a ponytail

And every day after school

Me and Jimmy McCool

Would drive to Nat's cafe

Where we'd dance the day away

And every Friday and Saturday night

I'd go down to the gym

And I'd dance all night

That's how your momma, Nelda Jean Prudie

Had fun

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Before your daddy taught me bout romance

Well, I'd drive a thirty mile dirt road in the bird

Just to catch a dance

That's how your momma, Nelda Jean Prudie

Had fun

(Repeat Chorus)

Talkin' about your momma

Wanted to do