Lucy Pearl › Lyrics › Can't Stand Your Mother

I can’t, can’t stand your mother
She’s just so much in our business
And I can’t really deal with it
I can’t, can’t stand your mother
Try to have you as a friend
But you’ve got to understand

I used to love when Christmas time came around
But now all I do is frown, frown, frown, frown
I can’t even talk to you on my own
Believe it or not and I can’t even use my own damn phone
That why I can’t stand your mama, babe

I can’t, can’t stand your mother
She’s just so much in our business
And I can’t really deal with it
I can’t, can’t stand your mother
Try to have you as a friend
But you’ve got to understand

I didn’t really wanna to go there, go there
But your mama’s on my head, in the closet, in the bedroom
Saying things that I can’t bear
Telling me how I should live
Tell me how to raise the kid

Always wanna borrow money
Got the nerve to act so funny
You better deal with her
Or you’ll be living with her
'Cause I, 'cause I

I can’t, can’t stand your mother
She’s just so much in our business
And I can’t really deal with it
I can’t, can’t stand your mother
Try to have you as a friend
But you’ve got to understand

Girl, your mama’s wrong
Living with her daughter when her ass is grown
Thought we were supposed to be alone
All I wanna do is wear my own cologne
Well, well

Your mama’s just as bad
Needs to mind her business with her nosy ass
Showing up uninvited, she ain’t go no class
Complaining, always hating about the things we have
Can’t deal with that

Girl, your mama’s wrong
Living with her daughter when her ass is grown
Thought we were supposed to be alone
All I wanna do is wear my own cologne
Well, well

Your mama’s just as bad
Needs to mind her business with her nosy ass
Showing up uninvited, she ain’t go no class
Complaining, always hating about the things we have
Can’t deal with that

I can’t, can’t stand your mother
She’s just so much in our business
And I can’t really deal with it
I can’t, can’t stand your mother
Try to have you as a friend
But you’ve got to understand

I can’t, can’t stand your mother
She’s just so much in our business
And I can’t really deal with it
I can’t, can’t stand your mother
Try to have you as a friend
But you’ve got to understand

I’m through with you
And your mama too
Get your walking shoes
Get to stepping fool
'Cause I’m through with you

So, through with you
And your mama too
Get your walking shoes
Get to stepping fool
'Cause I’m through with you

I can’t, can’t stand your mother
She’s just so much in our business