Mutha, don't want to go to school today
I think I'd rather go outside and play

They keep calling, asking me
If I'll come in
Is that a sin
If being lazy is the only reason?

It's getting late
So, Mutha, don't you hesitate
To pack my lunch
And I'll be on my way to school

Mutha, don't want to go to school today
I think I'd rather go outside and play

The teacher's always looking down
With her disappointed frown
Asking me to go sleep somewhere else

My levelheaded Mutha
Always said to one another
That the truth will always hurt
If you keep waiting
I said, waiting