Mad Moms Songtext
von Supernal

Turning greyer
Everyday
Kids flying down the stairs
But moms not in the mood to play
♪
Lashing out from all this stress
Chuck the bottles, clean up our mess
Too much fun is a bad time, we can run but we can′t hide
Can't catch a breath to save her life
Mad moms
♪
Rocket won′t zip it
His off button needs keys Z's having a hissy fit
And the house is infested, ridden with fleas
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Ma's hearts beating out of her chest
I′ll do what′s told, mom knows best
Do the dishes, clean the house
"Please be quiet while I shout
I brought you into this world, I can take you right out"
Mad moms
(Mom's mad)
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