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Tekster: Blake Babies. I'm Not Your Mother.

People think you?re tough
But you only pretend to be
A real man would live alone
And feel no pain, like me

When your baby said she was leaving
You slapped yourself in the face
You clung to her and cried
And cracked all over the place

Because you?re a weakling
You?re a suckling lamb
You?re not so tough
You?re just a man

I was only talking when I said to you
Whatever it was I said
I didn?t mean anything
Just put it out of your head

Now you look to me like I?m ready to give
But I only just wanted to play
You?re trying to cop a feeling
While I?m trying to get away

You?re a big guy but you?re cut down to size
When you?re left all by yourself
Well I?m not paid to babysit
And don?t ask me to help

Let go of me and fall
Into the arms of another
I?m the wrong girl for you
I?m not your mother

I?m an island, I?m a rock
My head?s an empty mental block
You can?t get lovin? from a stone
I ain?t no goddamn foster home

You?re a weakling
You?re a suckling lamb
You?re not so tough
You?re just a man

You?re a weak thing
Just a little lamb
You?re not so tough
You?re just like a woman

Anything you can do I can do better
Girls will do it all without the aid of a mother
Anything you can do I can do better
Girls will do it all without the aid of a mother
Anything you can do I can do, do

I?m not your mother
I?m not your mother