Me And All The Other Mothers Loudon Wainwright III

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Me and all the other mothers
We hang around the playground all day
Watching over all of our precious young ones
We watch them climb and slide and swing and play

Yeah, we were sippin' on our coffee containers
Chit-chattin' telling little white lies
Labour, horror-stories and painless abortions
I wasn't feeling like one of the guys

Barefootin' all over that sand-pile
"Get down from that jungle, Jim!"
And their whole wide world is just three lunch boxes
And a luke-warm water fountain

Me and all the other mothers
Were praying that the sun gonna shine
And if the winos and weirdos steer clear of the playground
1-2-3-4
Everything'll be just fine
Yeah Everything'll be just fine

It's easy to get injured in the playground
Scrapes and bruises on the girls and the boys
No, it's no bed of roses, no bowl of Cheerios
And they say you've got to share your toys!