You are the original template
You are the original exemplary
How seen were you, actually?
How revered were you, honestly, at the time?
Why pleased with your low maintenance?
You loved us more than we could've loved you back
Where was your ally, your partner in feminine crime?
Oh, mother, who's your buddy, oh, mother, who's got your back?
The heart of the house
The heart of the house
All hail the Goddess
You were "good ol'"
You were "count on her 'til 4AM"
You saw me run from the house in the snow, melodramatically
Oh, mother, who's your sister, oh, mother who's your friend?
The heart of the house
The heart of the house
All hail the Goddess
We left the men and we went for a walk in the Gatineaus
And talked like women, like women to women would
Women to women would "where did you get that from?
Must've been your father, your dad", I got it from you, I got it from you
Do you see yourself in my gypsy garage sale ways?
In my fits of laughter?
In my tinkerbell tendencies?
In my lack of color coordination?
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