ฟังเพลงI 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