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(Verse 1)
Im a mother Im a lover
a chef a referee a doctor
and a chauffeur seven days
a week Iaint asking for a
medal yeah I know you work too
Id just like a little credit
where credit is due
(chorus)
Its the hardest gig Ive known
I work my fingers to the bone
yeah the dishes and the diapers
never stop lousy pay
there aint no 401k
I know this may come as a shock
but this heres a full time job.
(Verse 2)
Well Im takin a vaction
I could use a little fun
Ill be sipping on the silence
and soaking up the sun
Im leaving you my apr*n
you can try it on for size
you said theres nothing to it
so Im sure youll be fine
(chorus)
In a day or maybe two
youll be changin'your tune
by then youll be rady to drop
workin' my full time job