Lyrics

There's a real good woman In almost every home Who's just plain sick and tired Of being done wrong Cleaning up behind you Wearing one faded dress Bearing sons for you every year While you stick out your chest You can't miss what you can't measure That's what you tell us all the time You go around bragging about your son But this oughta blow your mind when I tell you Mama's baby, and Daddy's maybe Mama's baby, Daddy's maybe You take Johnny A real good friend of mine Always bragging how he makes his Woman walk the line Everybody called him a player Except behind his back He used to say, "you couldn't fool a fooler" But his old lady fixed that You can't miss what you can't measure Was Johnny's old slogan too Now he's walking round with his head hung down Wonderin' what he oughta do, 'cause we're saying Mama's baby, and Daddy's maybe Mama's little baby, Daddy's maybe Girls, I know what true love will make you do You better think twice before you make your move There ain't no sense in both of you bein' a fool, no no A man can't do no more than you let him do Fellas how long do you think You can keep your woman sweet? When you know that you only come home To change your clothes and eat Now you might have a son Who just don't look like you Even though you got somebody You sure ain't got no proof You can't miss what you can't measure Is what you tell us all the time And while you goin' around bragging 'bout your son You better keep this in mind, they're saying Mama's baby, Daddy's maybe (Aw, check now) Mama's baby, Daddy's maybe (You better do what I say) Mama's baby, Daddy's maybe (Go on, fellas, now now) Mama's baby, Daddy's maybe (Listen to, listen to me) [Fades out]