Down The Road
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3:28I never want to be a mother I never want to stay at home I never want to feel I'm needed By someone with a shiny dome I only want to hear the music And dance until the morning sun No, I never want to be a mother, not me Well, I never want to be a mother I never want to want to call you "Hon" I never want a home and garden I never want to weigh a ton Some are born to be the mothers And some are born to have the fun And I never want to be a mother, not me What's the point if you're tied to the ground? What's the point if you can't fool around? What's the point if you're somebody's maid? What's the point if you're tired all day? Well, I never want to be a mother I never want to want to call you "Hon" I never want a home and garden I never want to weigh a ton Some are born to be the mothers And some are born to have the fun No, I never want to be a mother, not me Said, I never want to be a mother, not me No, I never want to be a mommy, no sirree Well, I never want to be a mother, not me I never want to be a mother, not me No, I never want to be a mother, not me Yes, I never want to be a mother, no sirree