Little Mama
© Martha Ann Brooks 2008
You think I’m happy, Baby
Like a pig in the mud
You think I’m happy,Baby
Like a pig out in the mud
Because I fix your dinner
And do like you think I should
Do you think it’s enough
For a woman as fine as me
Do you think it’s enough, Daddy
For a woman as fine as me
To work all week long
Just to watch you watch tv
(I’ve got news for you, Honey)
I want to go out on Saturday night
To a fine restaurant where they treat you right
Steak and champagne will do just fine
You do that for me, Daddy, I’m gonna blow your mind
Take care of Little Mama
And she’ll take care of you
Take care of Little Mama
And she’ll take care of you
You think you’ve had the best from me
Honey, I’ve got news for you
On Sunday morning, I want coffee downtown
Then stroll the boulevard to see what’s goin’ down
At those fancy stores and those funky little cafes, too
You do that for me, Daddy, Oh the things I’ll do for you
Take care of Little Mama
And she’ll take care of you
Take care of Little Mama
And she’ll take care of you
You think you’ve had the best from me
Honey, I’ve got news for you