Mother's Little Helper Lyrics

What a drag it is getting old! Kids are different today, I hear ev'ry mother say. Mother needs something today to calm her down. And though she's not really ill, There's a little yellow pill. She goes runnin' for the shelter Of a mother's little helper. And it helps her on her way, Gets her through her busy day. Things are different today, I hear ev'ry mother say. Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag. So she buys an instant cake And she burns her frozen steak. And goes runnin' for the shelter Of a mother's little helper. And two help her on her way, Get her through her busy day. Doctor, please, some more of these! Outside the door, she took four more! What a drag it is getting old! Men just aren't the same today, I hear ev'ry mother say. They just don't appreciate that you get tired. They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilise your mind. So go runnin' for the shelter Of a mother's little helper. And four help you through the night, Help to minimise your plight. Doctor, please, some more of these! Life's just much too hard today, I hear ev'ry mother say. The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore. And if you take more of those, You will get an overdose. No more runnin' for the shelter Of a mother's little helper. They just helped you on your way Through your busy dying day.