Vaya Con Dios - Mothers And Daughters lyrics

She thinks she knows you She thinks she owns you She wants everything to be The way she told you Of course she loves you Worries about you She'll smother you 'till you're chokin' Tell me, don't you Say Mama, tell me why Has pleasure got to rhyme with sacrifice? You had your ways I have mine Your little girls a woman Don't you realize? Of course she loves you She adores you She'll smother you 'till you're chokin' Tell me, don't you? She'll try to cage you She'll enrage you Walking 'round your life Deciding for you Sometimes she'll praise you Sometimes she'll scorn you Her dreams from yesterday Could have destroyed you Now Mama, tell me why? Has pleasure got to rhyme with sacrifice? You had your days I have mine Your little girl's a woman now ... For quite some time