Текст песни Lee Marshall — Supermom

I’ve traded my Miata for a family mini van
This great American dream somehow got out of hand
From tan lines and bikinis to slimming panty hose
From my bust line to my waist line
I’ve changed from head to toe

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They ask me how I do it
They say it’s gonna kill you girl
At times it drives me crazy
But I wouldn’t trade it for the world
24-7-365 I’m on the job
I’m your typical everyday worn out multi-tasking
Supermom

I’ve done the bottles & the diapers
I’ve even read Little Bo Peep
Lord for 15 minutes
Can I lay me down to sleep
No there’s dishes and dinner
I’ve got no time to spare
I’d ask for help from hubby but he’s sleeping in his chair

I’m a doctor and a nurse
Without a PHD
Lord who needs a practice
When you’ve got reality
A runny nose, smelly toes
And bottoms to be cleaned
Lord you know I love them
But sometimes I want to scream

Now girls I’m not complaining
But I want you to know
If you don’t do some venting
You’re bound to explode
I hope you don’t mind my preaching
Lord I’m telling you the truth
So say a prayer for me
And honey I’ll say a prayer for you

This super mom!