A little boy, looking out the window, waiting in the doorway, staring at the phone
Grab a chair, flip the channels on the TV, school’s been out for hours, your still home alone
When she gets home, you know what she’ll say, eat your dinner, grab your homework and go away
Mama’s getting ready, she’s a-going out again, it’s getting so the walls are your best friend
‘Cause mama gets drunk, mama gets stoned, if mama had her way, she would never come home “cause
Then she’d never ever have to be alone, and then she’d never have too look in the mirror, boy
Mama gets drunk, mama gets high, mama’s gonna wonder how the years flew by
She’s got wings, but she ain’t looking where she flies
Morning comes, mama’s oversleeping, you go in to wake her, just in time to find
Mama’s friend, sneaking out the back door, she says he’s an old friend, she must think you’re blind
‘Cause you ain’t never seen him before, and the kids at the playground say your mama’s just a whore
Ran home crying ‘cause you got into a fight, but no one was there to make it all right
Everyone in town knows what’s going on by now
Their voices drop to a whisper when you walk by
The other kids don’t know why they can’t play with you no more
It must be something that their parents heard
Every day, going through the same thing, putting up a good front, acting unaware
There’s only one who could ever hope to reach you, but she’s always busy, she just doesn’t care
And daddy left a long time ago, mama won’t let him see you no more
She says he never liked to have any fun, but since he’s been gone, you ain’t had none
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