Somebody’s Mom [1980 version]

Lyrics

Please don't look at me I've seen all that I want to see You take your cigarettes and light 'em Forty-year-old household item Housewife-itis with a terminal solution Your face is like a preview of September's television And you're somebody's momma (Mom!) Even if you're just a lazy, useless bum And you married somebody's dad (Dad!) If I'd've been your children, I sure would've been mad And now you set your husband free To run off with the secretary While you stay home and cure your ills With sedatives and other pills And you're somebody's momma (Mom!) Even if you're just a lazy, useless bum And you married somebody's dad (Dad!) If I'd've been your children, I sure would've been mad [Keyboard lead] [Guitar lead] And you're somebody's momma (Mom!) Even if you're just a lazy, useless bum And you married somebody's dad (Dad!) If I'd've been your children, I sure would've been mad And you're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom!) You're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom!) You're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom!) Yeah, you're somebody's, you're somebody's You're somebody's (Mom!)