Drama

Well I can wash out forty four pairs of socks

And have 'em on the line

You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts

'Fore you can count from one to nine

I can slip up a great big dip up of lard from a drippings can

Throw it in the skillet, do my shopping, and be back before it melts in the pan

Well I can rub and scrub till this house shines just like a dime

Feed the baby

Grease the car

Powder my nose at the same time

You know I can get all dressed up

Go out swinging with the M-A-N

Jump in bed at five

Sleep till 6

And start all over again

Well now if you come to me sick you know that I'm gonna make you well

And if you come to me all hexed up you know I'm gonna break the spell

And if you come to me hungry, you know

I'll feed ya full of my grits

And if it's loving you want, I can kiss you and give you the shivering fits

Well, I got a twenty dollar gold fee that says there's nothing that I can't do

Well I can make a dress out of feeding sacks and I can make a man out of you