String Cheese Lyrics

Mama, good job

I warm my morning coffee up for the third time
Ms. Rachel on the TV with their favorite nursery rhyme
Hot Wheels and little people under my feet
Babies crying, it's pure chaos, but I don't miss a beat
I always knew that a 9 to 5 wouldn't suit me very good
But my hours are extended; that's just motherhood
I never knew this is what my 20's would look like
But they saved me before I had the chance to waste my life

Some days I wanna cry, run away and hide
But I worry about their every need
When I'm ovеrwhelmed and touched out
Thеy come climbin' up on the couch
Sayin', "Mama, can you open my string cheese?"
And I smile because I know meeting their needs feels my soul
And being their mama is who I'm meant to be

One day I'll be alone with a hot fresh cup of Joe
Wishing that someone would just drop by
And I'll sit and reminisce, the times that I sure miss
Scattered toys and a baby on my hip
I thought finding peace in the quiet's what I wanted
But I'd give anything back to being needed

To those days, I wanna cry, run away and hide
But I worry about their every need
When I'm overwhelmed and touched out
They come climbing up on the couch
Sayin', "Mama, can you open my string cheese?"
And I smile because I know I'm meeting there needs feels my soul
And being their mama is who I'm meant to be

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