Somebody's Mom by Pointed Sticks lyrics

Somebody's Mom

Pointed Sticks

GENRE

Rock

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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!)

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