My Mama

I watch my mama
Wash the kitchen floor
A mop and a broom
Nothing more

Her job is a real estate agent
Only gets paid when a house is sold
Which could take a long time
And its so stressful, she has no time to unwind

We don't live in a classy neighborhood
Just your casual colonial homes
We do have friendly people
Who would never leave someone alone

I'd say my mama is pretty special
Handling two teenage kids
Despite her hard work
She hardly throws a fit

I hope when I grow up
And I have kids of my own
I can be just like my mama
And live someplace where I can call
Home sweet home