She picked me up in her station wagon
We drove on down Fairfax avenue
I bought her thanksgiving dinner at Thrifty's
And I bought her an ice cream sundae too
We talked about the way it was
When I was living at home
And how it was, and what we were
If I had enough underwear
We talked about the man she married
My father and my brother
Seems like we never talk about no other
Dear ol' mom
She did me know harm
And now that I've hit the big time
Seems like the big time still hasn't hit me
She told me to shave the stuff off my face
Get a job and face tomorrow
But I keep trying these same old record people
With there bushy hair, there plucked out eyebrows
They say the rich get richer
The poor get poorer
Well, I'm somewhere in between in the middle
I'm tired of playing second fiddle
To these dreams
These dreams of mine
Dear ol' mom
She did me know harm
And now that I've hit the big time
Seems like the big time still hasn't hit me
So drop me off there's so much to do
Before I hit the big time
That's right I'm there already
Well, we've had a nice day
Come around anytime, but then
Don't ask me what I'm doing
Ever
Again
Don't ask me what I'm doing
Ever
Again
