Loudon Wainwright Iii - Me And All The Other Mothers lyrics

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Loudon Wainwright Iii - Me And All The Other Mothers lyrics

Me and all the other mothers We hang around the playground all day Watching over all of our precious young ones We watch them climb and slide and swing and play Yeah, we were sippin' on our coffee containers Chit-chattin' telling little white lies Labour, horror-stories and painless abortions I wasn't feeling like one of the guys Barefootin' all over that sand-pile "Get down from that jungle, Jim!" And their whole wide world is just three lunch boxes And a luke-warm water fountain Me and all the other mothers Were praying that the sun gonna shine And if the winos and weirdos steer clear of the playground 1-2-3-4 Everything'll be just fine Yeah Everything'll be just fine It's easy to get injured in the playground Scrapes and bruises on the girls and the boys No, it's no bed of roses, no bowl of Cheerios And they say you've got to share your toys! But mother knows best in the playground When they watch them and they leave them alone And if the don't want to play, she can make them all stay And she knows just when to take them all home I got a crush on a mother Maybe we should inter-tangle our lives Her son and my daughter were born for each other And she's reminding me of all of my wives Me and all the other mothers Were praying that the sun gonna shine And if the winos and weirdos steer clear of the playground 1-2-3-4 Everything'll be just fine Yeah Everything'll be just fine I saw an actual father! But there was something wrong with something he did He and his son were climbing up in a tree And someone said that he'd kidnapped the kid Well then the mothers they all started screaming And pointing at the man in the tree The sharp-shooters arrived and they shot the man dead You know, that guy, he could've been me A grown man should no go tree-climbing It's about time that that guy grew up But most fathers are really like winos and weirdos In the long run, they always screw up Me and all the other mothers Were praying that the sun gonna shine And if the winos and weirdos steer clear of the playground 1-2-3-4 Everything'll be just fine Yeah Everything'll be just fine