Here’s the thing, still living at home
Need a job and a place of my own
Yeah yeah, living with mom

I used to mooch off her all the time
Room and food didn’t cost me a dime
Yeah yeah, but those days are gone

Now all I ever hear her say
Is all that she wants me to do
Doing her stupid chores all day

But living with mom
Got to breathe on my own time
I’m so moving out
Yeah yeah
She dictates even more than Saddam
Living with mom

How can I put it, it’s annoying
The way she constantly nags at me
Yeah yeah, living with mom

How come I never hear her say
Things such as please or thank you
I wish that I could break away

But living with mom
Lays around watching Lifetime
While I mow the lawn
Yeah yeah
Thanks to her, social life’s completely gone
Living with mom

Do the dishes, ah screw it
I’m really moving out this time
Won’t have to hear take out the garbage
Again and again and again and again

Living with mom
The laundry was my pastime
Until I moved out
Yeah yeah
It was not, at all like
Like a sitcom
No more 8:30 bedtime
Now that I moved out
Yeah yeah
And no more waiting at
I said no, waiting at, at the hair salon
Living with mom
Living with mom
Living with mom