Lyric She s A Working Mom

by Dean Friedman

She s a working mom. From the time the alarm clock rings,
till the coffee s on, she can handle a million things.
Their daddy s gone, but she keeps keeping on.
First she picks out their clothes, then she wipes a runny nose,
makes their beds and when the bathtub overflows, she remains so calm.

Let s here it for the working mom.
She goes to bed with the night light on.
Cause ghosts and goblins in the middle of the night,
give sleepy children such a fright.
With one touch, they re gone.

She s a working mom. And she keeps all her kids in line,
with an outstretched palm, and a warning they d better mind,
cause one more time and they will see stars shine.
But they re not scared cause Mommy starts to smile
and they all know that in a little while, things ll be just fine.

Let s here it for the working mom.
She goes to bed with the night light on.
Cause ghosts and goblins in the middle of the night,
give sleepy children such a fright.
With one touch, they re gone.

She s a working mom and it wasn t the life she chose.
Drive the kids to school and then off to work she goes.
But heaven knows, how her love for them grows.
At times it s hard, but she has no regrets
cause in her heart she knows the love she gets, it overflows.

Let s hear it for the working mom.
She goes to bed with the night light on.
Cause ghosts and goblins in the middle of the night,
give sleepy children such a fright.
With one touch, they re gone.

And ghosts and goblins in the middle of the night,
give sleepy mommies such a fright.
With one touch they re gone.

Let s hear it for the working mom.
Let s hear it for the working mom¡­