Your mama tells you things,
But you don’t wanna listen
Well I could be like everyone,
Following the path that takes me home
Directed by maternal fear,
Pleasure in a clip around my ear
It ain’t easy being someone that you’re not
I’ll make my mind up if I could
Just see you one more time
Your Papa tells you things but you don’t wanna listen
Well I could be like everyone
Making all decisions crystal clear
Instructed by paternal fear
Resemblance is far too clear
