(Verse 1) Im a mother Im a lover a chef a referee a doctor and a chauffeur seven days a week Iaint asking for a medal yeah I know you work too Id just like a little credit where credit is due (chorus) Its the hardest gig Ive known I work my fingers to the bone yeah the dishes and the diapers never stop lousy pay there aint no 401k I know this may come as a shock but this heres a full time job. (Verse 2) Well Im takin a vaction I could use a little fun Ill be sipping on the silence and soaking up the sun Im leaving you my apron you can try it on for size you said theres nothing to it so Im sure youll be fine (chorus) In a day or maybe two youll be changin'your tune by then youll be rady to drop workin' my full time job