Dust mop, old shoes
Have to mow the overgrown lawn too.
So scoot, good-bye,
I don't need a reason why.
They go runnin' 'way soon as I began
'Cause every one's lazy and off to woods ran.

Fold clothes, and sing
I ain't dismissin', one little thing.
Fix the drinks, say when,
And when I shout kids better come in.
They come runnin' just as fast as they can
'Cause momma done told them bout the curfew ban.

Ma's tired, she sat,
I don't hurry, I know where she's at.
No maids, just loves,
She looked sharp and walked on out of.
Now they come runnin' as fast as they can
'Cause ma done pitched a fit, lays on the divan.