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A song made on a bet. Not one of the best. |
| She doesn't have much of a life anymore Dirty diapers, spilled milk on the floor Sesame Street and ABC's It's not the way she thought her life would be She loves them more than life itself Sometimes she needs a moment to herself Chorus She'd like a night out on the town Trade her slippers for high heels Live the life she always dreamed about And find the love she wants to feel She just needs to take a moment Find the time to draw the line between Lip gloss and applesauce She's running errands all through the day Wakes up early, goes to bed late Laundry in the washer, dishes in the sink Sometimes she can't even breathe Those kids are her everything But she'd give anything, anything... Chorus It's time to draw the line between Lip gloss and applesauce |