I remember giving birth in 1982,
Motherhood was something that I didn’t know how to do
Before I knew it there he was wanting to be fed,
Instead of crying out my son looked up at me...and said
Gimme gimme gimme..........isn’t that sweet? . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........here have something to eat
Gimme gimme gimme.........all you need to say is please . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........isn’t motherhood a breeze
I tried to raise my son on almond milk and soy and honey,
It was very healthy and it saved alot of money
I controlled the food he ate but not for very long,
Burger King and Mickey D’s got him singin this song
Gimme gimme gimme gimme .........the little beggar . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........okay so have a burger
Gimme gimme gimme gimme.........all you need to say is please . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........isn’t motherhood a breeze
Our first trip to the toy store he was only three,
Riding in the shopping cart as happy as can be
He began to point to everything and make a fus,
I became stock holder that day in Toys-R Us
Gimme gimme gimme gimme .........he whined . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........we got out just in time
Gimme gimme gimme gimme.........all you need to say is please . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........isn’t motherhood a breeze
I had two more kids while I was using birth control,
Must’ve been the diaphram that had a big pinhole
Now I have three children and they’re in good company,
Begging and complaining now in three part harmony.
Gimme gimme gimme gimme.........gimme a break . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........please stop for god’s sake
Gimme gimme gimme.........I am begging on my knees . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........who said motherhood’s a breeze
When my kids get older I hope they’ll settle down,
And realize that I cannot afford to buy the town
I was wrong when I raised them all on a silver spoon ,
It backfired in my face and now they’re all singing this tune
Gimme gimme gimme.........I have finally had enough . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........they keep begging me for stuff
Gimme gimme gimme gimme.........when do they say please . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........motherhood is not a breeze
When my kids are finally old enough to leave our home,
And they want to buy a house, have kids and need a loan
I will give it to them with a friendly interest rate,
But when it’s time to pay back you can bet that I won’t wait....I’ll say...
Gimme gimme gimme gimme.........now they’re asking why . . . Gimme gimme gimme.........OOh..this well has just run dry
Gimme gimme gimme still.........all you need to say is please . . . Gimme gimme gimme......... Gimme gimme gimme
Isn’t motherhood a breeze |