Mother-in-Law

Well, you're always putting your nose
In what don't concern you
Mother in law, that ain't good to do
And you always have some stupid advice to give
I don't know why you don't advise yourself
To find your own place to live

Well you're always bringing news and making confusion
And this is one thing I will never stand
If me and your daughter have any trouble
I don't see why you have to meddle
You must learn
Don't push your nose where you're not concerned

Don't interfere, don't interfere
Leave us alone, get out of here
Don't interfere, don't interfere
Before I lose my temper, get out of here
You know it is your daughter, but she's my wife
You ain't go tell she how to live she life!

I always try to be nice to you
But you hate me
Since you moved in it's pure misery
Any time me and meh wife have conversation
You have a way of cutting in
Like a Spanish radio station

And you're always ready to know secret
Or bring in message
I find you're taking too much a privilege
And now see what the neighbours say what's true:
Your husband had to run from you
Get out please, before you spread your house-breaking-up disease

Don't interfere, don't interfere
Pack up your clothes, get out of here
Don't interfere, don't interfere
Leave us alone, get out of here
It's your daughter, but she's my wife
You ain't go tell she how to live she life!

You lie and tell me you come
Just to spend a weekend
Two years ago, you still here since then
And every time I try meh best to chase you away
You kneel down in the middle o' the house
And begin to pray!

Eatin' meh food, sleep on meh bed
Still you calling me hangman
Callin' for vengeance, raisin' your hand
Walkin' through the cemetery at midnight
On meh head, you say you put in light
But I say the more light you put the more I see meh way!

Don't interfere, don't interfere
Before I lose meh temper, get out of here
Don't interfere, don't interfere
Mother-in-law please get out of here
I know she is your daughter, but she's my wife
You ain't go tell she how to live she life!

You try all kind of old trick
For meh wife to leave me
For two whole years, you brainwashing she
Now you notice you failed
With your lies and false evidence
I think the next thing you goin' try, is some violence

But I just went and put your name
In every police station
And if you know what's good for you, Mama, change your plan:
How did you produce such a loving daughter,
You should be the mother of Lucy for what contrast
You daughter so peaceful and you so fas!

Don't interfere, don't interfere
Pack up your clothes, get out of here
Don't interfere, don't interfere
Leave us alone, get out of here
It's your daughter, but she's my wife
You ain't go tell she how to ruin my life!



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Writer(s): Allen Toussaint
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