Want some gypsies in your wallet? Sugar,can't you see?
What's on this TV station is blasphemy
I think the craziest part is that celebrity
Don't turn on the psychics, I don't wanna see

CHORUS:
Mama told me what's to come (x 2)

That ain't the way that it's done, no,uh uh

You're phonin' up the weirdos, get some prayer into this room
Their crystal ball is broken, but there's still a spell on you
And that psychic friend you spoke with has sales he has to get
Open up your wallet, sucker, credit, cash or check

(CHORUS)

I've read the Revelations, son
That ain't the way that it's done, son (She said, oh yeah!)

(BREAK)

They don't know what's happ'nin, someone's knockin' at the door.
You're lookin' for a real friend, He's passed this way before
They've seen so many things, but they ain't never seen the Lord
And if you don't repent, you ain't gonna see him no more

(CHORUS)

She said, don't mess with divination, son
That ain't the way that it's done, no!

Mama told me lots of phonies gonna come who wanna snow me
With divination, whoa yeah
Mama told me not to talk with a diviner
Said Mama told me the truth

That ain't the way that it's done, no (Listen here)
I've read the Revelations, son
Don't mess with divination, no
That ain't the way that it's done, son

Now listen to me, I'm telling you the truth, yeah
That Mama told me I got to talk to ya

That ain't the way that it's done, no (Yeah, yeah)
That ain't the way that it's done, son (Somebody phone me)
That ain't the way that it's done, no
That ain't the way that it's done, son

Now listen to me, if you do you'll have a future

Somebody close to you, their name starts with a J?