Woorden: Pretenders. Last Of The Independents. I'm A Mother.

I'm a mother
Treat me like a mother
You wanna suck on my breast
It's no surprise you do
I'm the source and the force
You owe your life to, brother

Oh
Oh
Oh

I'm a mother
And I take like a mother
I understand blood
And I understand pain
There can be no life without it
Never doubt it
I'm a mother

I gave you all my money
To help the family
But what you do to me
Don't humiliate me
Remember
I'm a life-long member

Oh
Oh
Oh

I'm a mother
Treat me like a mother
In the middle of the night
I be deep in a dream
You fancy little company
You only have to scream
Loud, brother

Oh
Oh
Oh

I'm a mother
And I fake like a mother
I understand time
And it isn't on my side
But to service mankind
I have to suffer his pride
Like a mother

Oh
Oh
Oh

You say your protection
Is proof of your affection
If I need security
I'll keep a gun on me
Oh
Don't barter with me
Don't barter with me

Little sacrifices
Go straight to heaven
But hunting season's over
This is the 20th century
Oh
Don't barter with me

Oh
Oh
Oh

I'm a mother
And I ache like a mother
If there's a terrible crash
And bodies thrown everywhere
I'll wrap 'em up and carry 'em
If someone has to bury them
Brother

Oh
Oh
Oh

Call upon mother

I'm the vessel of life
I got the trauma here to prove it
When it's time for me to labour for you
Everybody move it
Like a mother

Oh
Oh
Oh