sábado, 2 de mayo de 2009

Homage to Mothers

Mothers are not "material girls". What we appreciate the most is the time we spend with our children (when we are not arguing, of course).
So here´s a cheap but successful present for your mum: watch the following video with her, help her with the translation -prepare it first, that´s why the lyrics are here as well (make her feel proud of you when she realizes how good your English is), show her that the same situations happen to mothers all over the world.... this feeling of communion with the other mums should make her feel better (shouldn´t it?)

The Mom Song
Music: the William Tell Overture (Rossini)
Lyrics: Anita Renfroe (comedian, musician)
Singer: Anita Renfroe



Get up now
Get up out of bed
Wash your face
Brush your teeth
Comb your sleepy head
Here’s your clothes and your shoes
Hear the words I said, Get up now, Get up and make your bed
Are you hot? Are you cold? Are you wearing that?
Where’s your books and your lunch and your homework at?
Grab your coat and your gloves and your scarf and hat
Don’t forget you gotta feed the cat

Eat your breakfast. The experts tell us it’s the most important meal of all
Take your vitamins so you will grow up one day to be big and tall
Please remember the orthodontist will be seeing you at three today
Don’t forget your piano lesson is this afternoo so you must play

Don’t shovel, Chew slowly But hurry, the bus is here
Be careful, Come back here, Did you wash behind your ears?
Play outside, Don’t play rough, Would you just play fair?
Be polite, Make a friend, Don’t forget to share
Work it out, Wait your turn, Never take a dare,
Get along, Don’t make me come down there
Clean your room, Fold your clothes, Put your stuff away
Make your bed, Do it now. Do we have all day?
Were you born in a barn? Would you like some hay?
Can you even hear a word I say?
Answer the phone. Get Off the phone. Don’t sit so close. Turn it down
No texting at the table. No more computer time tonight. Your iPod’s my iPod if you don’t listen up

Where are you going and with whom and what time do you think you’re coming home?
Saying, `thank you, please, excuse me´ makes you welcome everywhere you roam
You’ll appreciate my wisdom Someday when you’re older and you’re grown.
Can’t wait ’til you have a couple little children of your own.
You’ll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly
But right now I thank you NOT to roll your eyes at me

Close your mouth when you chew, we´d appreciate
Take a bite, maybe two, of the stuff you hate
Use your fork, do not you burp or I’ll set you straight
Eat the food I put upon your plate

Get an "A"
Get the door
Don’t get smart with me
Get a Grip
Get in here. I’ll count to 3
Get a job
Get a life
Get a PhD
Get a dose of reality
I don’t care who started it
You’re grounded until your 36
Get your story straight, And tell the truth for once, for heaven’s sake
And if all your friends jumped off a cliff, would you jump too?
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said at least a thousand times before
That you’re too old to act this way It must be your father’s DNA
Look at me when I am talking
Stand up straighter when you walk
A place for everything. And everything must be in place
Stop crying or I’ll give you something real to cry about

Wash your face, brush your teeth, Get your PJs on
Get in bed, Get a hug, Say a prayer with Mom
Don’t forget I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom’s work never ends
You don’t need the reason why, because I said so
I’m the Mom

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