You got your phone turned off in a bathroom stallThat bar you like on 6Missed five phone calls and I waited up all nightThinking you were dead in a ditchAnd then you roll on in around 3amWords to your redneck friends sayingI'm a drag, what'd you expectTreating a girl like thisI ain't your mamaAnd I'm tired of telling youAll the things you ought to have doneAll you've done that you shouldn't doQuit acting like a foolAnd I won't act, act this wayI ain't your mamaGrow the hell up babyWell your bootsAnd your bottlesAnd the rest of that clutterAll over my living roomAnd you never willLift a finger to helpTill the pigs fly over the moonI never signed up for thisExtra workhouseBreaking you all the timeBetween the pee on the seatStacking the sinkI'm about to lose my mindI ain't your mamaAnd I'm tired of telling youAll the things you ought to have doneAll you've done that you shouldn't doQuit acting like a foolAnd I won't have to act this wayI ain't your mamaGrow the hell up babyI'm tired of telling youAll the things you ought to have doneThis full grown womanJust wants a grown ass manTo give him her loveAnd honey, help meIf you canI've had all I can standI ain't your mamaAnd I'm tired of telling youThe things you ought to have doneAll you've done that you shouldn't doQuit acting like a foolAnd I won't have to nagI ain't your mamaGrow the hell up, babyYeahI ain't your mamaAnd you wouldn't want me to be