Mother runs my life in every way
Mother makes my breakfast every day
Mother holds my hand each time I cross the street
Ooh, ahh, mother's in the driver's seat

Mother hates me drinking in a bar
Mother never lets me drive a car
Mother makes this house feel like a prison cell
Ooh, ahh, life is just a living hell

Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry
Mama's gonna make all of your lunches for you
Mama's gonna cook lots of hot dinners up too
Mama's gonna read you a nice story each night
She'll get you tucked in, and she'll leave on the light
Mama's gonna keep baby under this roof

Ooh, babe
Ooh, babe
Ooh, babe
Of course mama's gonna look after you

Mother reads the mail that I receive
To me
Mother ties my briefcase to my sleeve
For me
Mother doesn't let me near the microwave
Ooh, ahh, mother wants to help me shave

Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry
Mama's gonna trim all of your toenails for you
Mama will buy all of your soap and shampoo
Mama's gonna drive you to work every day
Mama decides how you spend all your pay
Mama's gonna treat baby gently and right

Ooh, babe
Ooh, babe
Ooh, babe
I'll never let you out of my sight

Mother, don't you know I'm forty-four?