Soccer Mom lyrics

Artist  : Vandals, The 
Song : Soccer Mom



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Gliding across the lawn,
Oranges and
Evian,
And pizza right after the game.
Just
tell me where and when,
Volvos and
collagen.
Hope you might feel the
same.

My soccer mom, it's on.
Knew all
along,
So right, it's so wrong.

Pray to
God that you're thinking what I'm thinking.
I
know you're bratless every other weekend.
Let
your hair down and keep it all a secret.
No
reason why it couldn't be that way.

If you
say yes right now,
I'll make it work
somehow.
Those fancy dinners don't come
free.
Don't know just where he went.
But
with that settlement,
You should be taking
me.

My soccer mom, it's on.
Knew all
along,
So right, it's so wrong.

Pray to
God that you're thinking what I'm thinking.
I
know you're bratless every other weekend.
Let
your hair down and keep it all a secret.
No
reason why it couldn't be that way.

Tell
me I'm the one for you,
Even if it isn't
true.
I'd pretend to like those
two
Snot...kids.

And if it had to
end,
I think that my heart could eventually
mend,
I'd keep my fingers crossed for another
MILF like you.

Pray to God that you're
thinking what I'm thinking.
I know you're
bratless every other weekend.
Let your hair
down and keep it all a secret.
No reason why
it couldn't be that way.

Tell me I'm the
one for you,
Even if it isn't true.
I'd
pretend to like those two,
I'd do anything my
soccer mom.