Ducky Daffy
Coming home I lie like a teddy bear
Rolled out on the bed, I could stay right there
Didn't think I'd be thirty, broke and happy
Singing for the choir like Ducky Daffy
Hey, what you got child?
Nothing better, nothing better to do
Well, I wanna do it too
Sitting here on a porch in the winter
Got a form that says that I'm a minister
Watch 'em fly like a dime down the gutter
Oh hell, what a time to be a mother
Hey, what you got child?
Nothing better, nothing better to do
Well, I wanna do it too
Rolled out on the bed, I could stay right there
Didn't think I'd be thirty, broke and happy
Singing for the choir like Ducky Daffy
Hey, what you got child?
Nothing better, nothing better to do
Well, I wanna do it too
Sitting here on a porch in the winter
Got a form that says that I'm a minister
Watch 'em fly like a dime down the gutter
Oh hell, what a time to be a mother
Hey, what you got child?
Nothing better, nothing better to do
Well, I wanna do it too
Credits
Writer(s): Beth Jeans Houghton
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