You’re a gorwn woman
Good at what you do
I’m as happy as hell
When I’m alone with you
As you stroke my body
And soothe my brow
With everything
That the law will allow
I pray, «Don’t turn out like your mother.»
You’re a grown woman
Good at what you do
I’m as happy as hell
When I’m alone with you
As you stroke my body
And soothe my brow
With everything
That the law will allow
I pray, «Don’t turn out like your mother.»
I’m a grown man
Over 21
I’ve got an ugly face
But I have a lot of fun
So if I spill a glass
Or break a dish
I hear your voice
And I make this wish
Please, don’t turn out like your mother
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Don’t turn out
Don’t turn out
Don’t turn out like your mother
I couldn’t stand it
And I’ll be damned if
I’m gonna live with another
So many women
Give you so much
Civilized ways
And a gentle touch
A different perspective
That’s as bright as a button
But then you wake up one morning
And it all counts for nothing
‘Cause she’s turned into her mother