"Mom" as written by Verdine Adams White and Maurice White....
Won't leave the house till its all in place
You know a mess is a human disgrace

Clean up the dishes take out the trash
Cats are fed and potatoes are mashed
One day the juice was left out
She was in a rush
Won't leave the juice out on the table
She'd rather not go

Leave the juice out for five minutes
Leave it out for ten or twelve
Your life is tick tick tocking by
Leave the juice out before its too late

Won't leave the juice out
Can't hook-up the water spout
Can't record on the VCR,
But she works
She works so hard, mom oh mom
Just leave it on the table
Go outside and smell the air,
Its not clean its worse then the table
But you breathe it everywhere

Studies oh she studies
She studies so hard
Reads those books, writes those papers
Heats up coffee that's been sitting there
If it tastes a little old she doesn't care
But beware

You don't like our tattoos
But you kinda like my pink hair
I don't like your pantyhose
I like a different kind of underwear


I left the house before it was too late
Now I'm living like a human, just great!
Bye mom, I'll see ya later

Lyrics submitted by kitty_kat_666

"Mom" as written by Verdine White Maurice White

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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