You want me to bring you home the bacon
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Fry it up and serve it to you, too
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When i don't you act so godforsaken
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Like somehow i've been mistreatin' you
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I know that's the way your mama did it
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She waited on you dang near all your life
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It took a while but now i finally get it
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You were never lookin' for a wife
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[Chorus]
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If you want a mother i can be one
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That ain't all that difficult for me
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We can do your way from now on, son
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And i'll show you what a mother i can be
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Remember tuesday night when you're out bowling
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You better have your butt back home by nine
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Otherwise you're grounded for the weekend
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And that brand new sliverado will be mine
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And in the evenin' when you're feeling sleepy
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Well, i'll tuck you in and pat you on your head
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And i'll be right down the hall if you should need me
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But big boys have to sleep in their own bed
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[Repeat Chorus]
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You can go on back to mama's apron strings
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Bet your mom would be a mother just like me
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If You Want A Mother
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Gretchen Wilson |