The band's style is a mixture of country music, rockabilly, and blues. Their marathon live shows were legendary, but many felt that the spirit of those performances was never fully captured in the band's recordings.
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Oh Momma Momma
Commander Cody & His Lost Planet Airmen Lyrics
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I left my back door open, front door locked up tight
Well you know I love you baby and here's the reason why
It ain't the way you treat me, it's the way you satisfy
Oh Momma Momma you're just like 18 carat gold
You're the cream in my coffee; you're the sugar in my bowl
Oh Momma Momma, can I follow you home tonight
Well you don't have to say you love me or say that you'll be mine
Just fix me one more drink and love me one more time
Oh Momma Momma you're just like 18 carat gold
You're the honey on my biscuit; you're the butter on my roll
Tell me, tell me Momma, what's on your troubled mind
Pour me another drink of gin and I'll have another glass of wine
Well tell me, tell me Momma are you having any fun
Who's that knocking on my back door, better grab my things and run
It was only the milkman, let's finish up what we begun
The lyrics to Commander Cody & His Lost Planet Airmen's song Oh Momma Momma are quite straightforward and can be interpreted in a few different ways. At its core, the song is about a man who's desperate for a woman's attention and affection. He's trying to convince her to let him spend the night with her, promising that he'll treat her right. However, the reasons for his desperation are unclear - perhaps she's someone he's been chasing after for a long time, or maybe he's just lonely and looking for someone to spend the night with.
The lyrics are filled with sexual innuendo, from leaving the back door open to asking for one more drink and one more time. The man is telling the woman that it's not just how she treats him, but how she satisfies him - implying that their relationship is likely to be purely physical. The woman is compared to 18 carat gold, cream in coffee, honey, and butter - all luxurious and indulgent things that make life sweeter but can't necessarily be relied on for true happiness.
Overall, the song is a slightly sleazy but still catchy tune that captures the desperate desire for love and affection that can drive people to do crazy things.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh Momma Momma how come you passed me by last night
Mother, why did you ignore me when I walked past you last night?
I left my back door open, front door locked up tight
I left my back door unlocked while keeping the front door secured
Well you know I love you baby and here's the reason why
I want to explain why I have feelings of love towards you, Mother
It ain't the way you treat me, it's the way you satisfy
I love you because you know how to please me, not because of your treatment towards me
Oh Momma Momma you're just like 18 carat gold
Mother, you are worth a lot and are valuable to me
You're the cream in my coffee; you're the sugar in my bowl
You are the one who completes me, just like cream and sugar are important in coffee
Oh Momma Momma, can I follow you home tonight
Mother, may I accompany you home tonight?
When I get past your back door, swear I'll treat you right
I assure you that I will treat you well should I enter your home via the back door
Well you don't have to say you love me or say that you'll be mine
You do not have to express your love for me or promise me a relationship
Just fix me one more drink and love me one more time
Just pour me one more drink and show me affection one more time
Oh Momma Momma you're just like 18 carat gold
You are still valuable to me
You're the honey on my biscuit; you're the butter on my roll
You are the perfect complement to me, like honey and butter to biscuits and rolls
Tell me, tell me Momma, what's on your troubled mind
Mother, please share with me what is bothering you
Pour me another drink of gin and I'll have another glass of wine
Let us drink more gin and wine while we talk
Well tell me, tell me Momma are you having any fun
Mother, are you enjoying yourself?
Who's that knocking on my back door, better grab my things and run
Someone is at my back door, I need to quickly gather my belongings and leave
It was only the milkman, let's finish up what we begun
It was only the milkman, let us continue what we were doing
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Written by: FARLOW, FRAYNE, TICHY
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