From the recording Song-of-the-Week
I bake in haste
Eggshell in ev’ry cake I make
Now what would your grandma say?
If she saw you cookin’ that way?
Turn the heat way down
And open that door ‘fore the cakes go brown
-eyed suzies nod and sway
They see you cookin’ that way, hey
What did you think it takes to do all this cookin’?
Keep yourself and the house good-lookin’?
Work to the bone till the bone’s gone bare
Notin’ the growth of new grey hair
Pullin’ strings on the purse for the things you bought
End of the day it seems you oughta negotiate your pay
Now what would your grandma say, hey?
“Do the things you love, and do them well
‘Cause you can’t tell when things will go from good to worse
Don’t live life like it’s a curse.
Include the ones you love,
Tell them so, make sure they know
Try best to keep them in your song
‘Cause no one’s here for long.”
That laundry’s dried
Pull the pins off and the line inside
Mend the holes until they’re gone
Now put those glad rags on
If your heels dig in
Shindig ‘em on out with your kith & kin
“You’d best get out there and play”
That’s what your grandma’d say