I Ain't Your Mama

I Ain't Your Mama - Amber Dotson

I still had rice in my hair

Still had stars in my eyes

When I started pickin' up your underwear the other night

There they were on the floor when I woke up today:

If you don't pick 'em up

I'm gonna throw 'em away

Oh I know I call you "baby"

But that's just a figure of speech

I ain't your Mama; (I ain't your Mama )

Oh I love you to death

But I didn't take you to raise

I ain't your Mama (I ain't your Mama )

But I know why she gave you away

You like to stroll in from work

Have your supper at five

Oh I used to be a sucker for those big pretty eyes

Well the kitchen's all yours

Mister you got two hands

It's time for you to learn to wipe a pot and a pan

So you're hungry for spaghetti:

Well baby don't look at me

I ain't your Mama; (I ain't your Mama )

Boy I love you to death

But I didn't take you to raise

I ain't your Mama (I ain't your Mama )

But I know why she gave you away

It ain't like you ain't good to me

You're as cute as you can be

I know you're used to doin' what you wanna

But I ain't your Mama

Sorry baby

Oh yeah I wanna make love

But you can make the bed up

I ain't your Mama; (I ain't your Mama )

Oh I love you to death

But I didn't take you to raise

I ain't your Mama (I ain't your Mama )

But I know why she gave you away

I ain't your Mama (I ain't your Mama )

But I sure know why she gave you away yeah