I have previously posted the Mom Song by Anita Renfroe and the Dad song by her also. If you want to check them out again you can go here and here.
I came across this “Kid’s” version by Vanessa Van Petten and thought she did a great job in bringing this perspective along. You can check her blog out here.
I’ve posted the lyrics below. Enjoy!
Lyrics to the Kid’s Version of the Mom Song
I am up, I am up, I’m up and dressed
Can I wear this, am I cute, are the boys impressed
Where’s my clothes and my shoes and my backpack at
And, Yes I’m wearing that
No mom, no OJ, where’s the pop tarts at
Where’s my lunch, eww gross, do I look fat?
After school bring me a snack when I get back
And then its homework until I collapse
Watch some TV shows, to us teens it’s the most important thing of all
Get my TIVO for set up for gossip girls—the coolest show of all
Please remember not to come downstairs when my friends are over here
Just stay upstairs all the time so when we gossip you will not hear
TTYL, Not now, Im coming, can you drive me there
Close my door, Get out! Please don’t touch mess up my hair
I said thank you, I don’t want to, please don’t bother me
There’s my cell phone, it’s a text, Ill have to BRB
LOL, cu later, take me to the mall
Wait one second I have to take this call.
That’s so chill, so cool, oh mom please chillax
ROTFL, oh please dad just relax
I hear breathing mom, is that you on my call
While you’re here though can I have money for the mall
Hi mom, its me, Im over at sandy’s
and I’m wondering if I can spend the night? We’re watching movies And yes, Sandy’s mom is also here right now,
talk to her, oh maybe she’s in the shower so im not sure how.
Oh man what If my parents catch me
there are some things that we do that all parents cant see
I forgot my homework, what I’m grounded, oh you are so unfair
Were you never young, you’re the worst, and you are always late to day care
Do I have to, I don’t want to, can I have some money
Not a boyfriend, we’re just friends, just an FWB
You don’t get me, your so lame, can you drop me off here
I don’t want my friends to see you near
My day was fine, and my test was just ok
ill never be like you, my kids will be great
don’t read my diary, just give me my privacy
Can I go to the dance, I wont get an STD
Oh and about parents who patrol
about Parental controls
they don’t really work
We know when you lurk
And often cover up
With fake homework
Or IM our friends red parents alert
So I want to tell you that when we say that we hate you
We know
you really want to keep us safe
But can I just make our case
Sometimes we just want a little freedom from your rules
And when you nag us, and tell us to
Take out the trash and clean dog poo
Our only course of action is to roll our eyes at you
Mom!
Brush my teeth, wash my face, fight with mom
Text my friends, ask for money, put my retainer on
I guess its true, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom’s nags never end
Can I have a later curfew
I need it, just trust me, everyone else does it too
Hey mom hey mom hey mom hey mom, hey mom
I love you, I do, Even though I never tell you!
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