Mother's Little Helper Songtext
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Mother's Little Helper Songtext
What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today,"
I hear ev′ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There′s a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day
"Things are different today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband′s just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother′s little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day
Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old
"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear ev′ry mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They′re so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight
Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old
"Life′s just much too hard today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day
"Kids are different today,"
I hear ev′ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There′s a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day
"Things are different today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband′s just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother′s little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day
Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old
"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear ev′ry mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They′re so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight
Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old
"Life′s just much too hard today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day
Writer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com