Free meals keep on comin',
Dinner prepared with a grin.
Got nice clothes every Sunday.
But I miss freedom again and I think it's no sin, no.

Well, I don't have to pay rent to her.
Well, I don't need to put no money down.
Well, but I look back and remember,
A college man shouldn't be grounded anyhow!

I live at home with my mama,
Where I have a curfew.
I live at home with my mama,
What the hell am I gonna do?

In mama's house, I clean the toilet; boo, boo, boo.
Always chores for me to do.
Now, chores don't really bug me,
But mama's nagging turns me blue! It's the truth.

I live at home with my mama,
Stupid midnight curfew!
I live at home with my mama,
And there's nothing I can do!

Gotta clean out grandma's chompers,
And wash a minivan or two. (Hot wax too!)
Lord, they tick me off so much,
It's no wonder that I'm feelin' blue, 'n' now how 'bout you?

I live at home with my mama,
Where she nags the whole day through.
I live at home with my mama,
Who thinks I never really grew.

I live at home with my mama, (oh gawd no!)
Where my freedoms mean doo-doo. (You know it's true!)
I live at home with my mama, (Oh bleah!)
Let me out, I'm begging you! (oooh, oooh, yeah, yeah!)

My mama's got more laundry.