Ever since I was a girl my own mother vowed
I must find the way to power through a noble brow
I married once for love then my sences came
I must marry for the stature of my husband's name
Onto marriage number two
I knew what I had to do
And my poor husband fell ill in a year or two
Solved problem number one now to problem number two
His doe-eyed little girl with gentle point of view
Would I ship her off to school
No I told her if she stayed that she'd have
To earn her keep and so she became the maid
She was lazy
She was crazy
She was talking to the mice
I moved her to the attic out of sight and out of mind
I could have thrown her out but I'm benevolent and kind
Mother your heart's too big for you
I knew what I had to do
After all difficult children will take advantage of your good nature
So you lock them up throw away the key
There's one on every family tree
Ungrateful
Hateful
Vile too the things she put you through
Break their spirit so they obey
Now they'll do anything you say
Maybe you'd call it cruel but
Others would call it love
Tough love