No Man's Mama - A Woman's Choice
Waters Ethel
Miscellaneous
No Man's Mamma
You may wonder what's the reason
For this great big smile;
Say, I haven't been so happy
In the longest while!
Got a big load off my mind,
Here's the papers, sealed and signed;
And the judge was nice and kind,
All through the trial.
This ends the five-year war,
I'm sweet Miss Waters once more!
I can come when I please, I can go when I please,
I can flit, fly and flutter like the birds in the trees,
Because I'm no man's mamma now!
Hey, hey!
I can say what I like, I can do what I like,
I'm a gal who is on a matrimonial strike;
Which means, I'm no man's mamma now!
I'm screamin', "There, I know how
A fella feels gettin' out of jail,"
I've got twin beds,
But I take pleasure in announcin' one's for sale!
Am I makin' it plain? I will never again
Drag around another ball and chain!
I'm through,
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
I can smile, I can wink, I can go take a drink,
And I don't have to worry what my hubby will think!
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
Get it fixed!
I can spend if I choose, I can play and sing the blues,
There's nobody messing with my ones and my twos,
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
You know that there was a time
I used to think that men were grand,
But no more for mine,
I've gone and labeled my apartment
"No Man's Land!"
I got rid of my cat, 'cause my cat's name was Pat,
Won't even have a mailbox in my flat!
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
Miscellaneous
No Man's Mamma
You may wonder what's the reason
For this great big smile;
Say, I haven't been so happy
In the longest while!
Got a big load off my mind,
Here's the papers, sealed and signed;
And the judge was nice and kind,
All through the trial.
This ends the five-year war,
I'm sweet Miss Waters once more!
I can come when I please, I can go when I please,
I can flit, fly and flutter like the birds in the trees,
Because I'm no man's mamma now!
Hey, hey!
I can say what I like, I can do what I like,
I'm a gal who is on a matrimonial strike;
Which means, I'm no man's mamma now!
I'm screamin', "There, I know how
A fella feels gettin' out of jail,"
I've got twin beds,
But I take pleasure in announcin' one's for sale!
Am I makin' it plain? I will never again
Drag around another ball and chain!
I'm through,
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
I can smile, I can wink, I can go take a drink,
And I don't have to worry what my hubby will think!
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
Get it fixed!
I can spend if I choose, I can play and sing the blues,
There's nobody messing with my ones and my twos,
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
You know that there was a time
I used to think that men were grand,
But no more for mine,
I've gone and labeled my apartment
"No Man's Land!"
I got rid of my cat, 'cause my cat's name was Pat,
Won't even have a mailbox in my flat!
Because, I'm no man's mamma now!
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Yellen, Lew Pollack
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