Father Figure

Daddy's on the phone
With some woman I don't know
Mama's in the kitchen cooking on the stove
I've seen him call her twice before
Bite my tongue

Race to get the mail
From a county up in Vail
I know he's not the type to kiss and tell
Sending mom to paint her nails
Keep her young

While we all sing the washboard blues
You're at the motel getting ran through
Rode by saw your Mercedes Benz
Why fit the archetype of the Deep South?
Then kiss my mother with that mouth
Come home Mr. Marlboro Red

Heard her name was Anne
From the neighbors up ahead
I've seen her lipstick marked on my dad's hand
Now the town is whispering
Bite my tounge

Smelling of Perfume
Mom asks "what'd you do?"
Plate's go flying all across the room
Say farewell to honeymoon
Keep me young

While we all sing the washboard blues
You're at the motel getting ran through
Rode by saw your Mercedes Benz
Why fit the archetype of the Deep South?
Then kiss my mother with that mouth
Come home Mr. Marlboro Red

While we all sing the washboard blues
You're at the motel getting ran through
Rode by saw your Mercedes Benz
Why fit the archetype of the Deep South?
Then kiss my mother with that mouth
Come home Mr. Marlboro Red