Somebody's Mom (Pointed Sticks)

Please don't look at me I've seen all that I want to see You take your cigarettes and light them Forty year old household item You've got housewifeitis With a terminal solution Your face is like a preview of September's Television And you're somebody's Mom (Mom) Even if you're just a lazy useless bum And you married somebody's dad (Dad) If I had been your children I sure would have been mad And now you say your husband's queer Running with the secretary While you stay home and cure your ills With sedatives and other pills And you're somebody's Mom (Mom) Even if you're just a lazy useless bum And you married somebody's dad (Dad) If I had been your children I sure would have been mad And you're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom) You're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom) You're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom) You're somebody's, you're somebody's, you're somebody's (Mom)