Mothers and Daughters

Go to school and focus on books

Don't focus on boys, don't focus on looks

Graduate and forget about your talents

Just think of how your skills will add to your marriage

But seriously, what an interesting wife you must be, what an interesting life

Don't look at me that way you'll understand when you're a wife

Just wait until you become a mother

But what you really mean is that you wish I'd had a brother

Get your degree but don't get too happy, you're not wearing no string of pearls

Why aren't you married yet? Or are you one of those girls who really likes girls?

That's none of your business, you're fresh out of luck

If you were looking for another way to say I'm a slut

Your friends whisper as they follow

Is it their opinions that you borrow?

Is that ink on her skin stick on or are those actually real?

What will her husband think? How will he feel?

My skin is covered in art, it'll stay if I peal

They breath life into me, these words that I deal

But why pick up a pen when you can whip up a meal?

So put on a white dress, beautiful daughter, be another lamb to the slaughter

Wear your reef of flowers and submit all your powers

Be a dutiful wife, be a dutiful daughter

So you can raise more dutiful daughters

To be beautiful daughters

So just be a dutiful daughter