You can’t tell every book
By its cover
Every girl that you meet
Won’t treat you like your mother
They’ll say this is real
Turn around and call you a heel
And hand you your hat
Mother wouldn’t do that
Last night I caught my baby
With another
I said, now honey, you ain’t treating
Me like my mother
You’ve been all up and down
This swinging old town
With some other cat
Mother wouldn’t do that
Now this thing that we have got
Must work two ways
And if things don’t change
I’m leavin' some of these days
Well woman you’re so mean
That you take all of the lean
And leave me the fat
Mother wouldn’t do that