Working Mother/Father
You said when you lent me $20
You wouldn't hold it to me, yeah?
But your breath still tastes like sherry on my lips
And I haven't drank a bottle since
I'm a mother to my cat
And I'm a father to my friends
I pick them up from school
And I make all the rules
And I cook them breakfast
You think cause you carry a briefcase
And take the L to work
That I'll cut up all your vegetables
Well baby you're driving me berserk
I cut my own hair
And I cut my friends too
I'm a working mother
And I'm a working father too
You wouldn't hold it to me, yeah?
But your breath still tastes like sherry on my lips
And I haven't drank a bottle since
I'm a mother to my cat
And I'm a father to my friends
I pick them up from school
And I make all the rules
And I cook them breakfast
You think cause you carry a briefcase
And take the L to work
That I'll cut up all your vegetables
Well baby you're driving me berserk
I cut my own hair
And I cut my friends too
I'm a working mother
And I'm a working father too
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Writer(s): Edie Mckenna
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