Letras
Mama says don't waste your time
That old shirts gone just sow the line
Coupons stacked up in her purse
She'll haggle the price until it hurts
Dragged across town
For a gallon Of Gas
Said don't be too much
Knitters have won the dwell
I swear its true
She'll split the neck in two
My Mother is a cheap skate
Counting every nickel that I fucking pay
Yeah
She'll pinch a penny until it screams
Leaving thrift stores like its a dream
I know my mother's a cheap skate
Delivering Coupons like it Strapped into her head
Doesn't matter if the food tastes fake
She'll brag about what a deal she made
Birthday cakes from the discount rack
Candles shake and melt into your mad
Hand me down
Hand me down
she's too sad to smile
She says you'll grow into a man, son.
Christmas gifts returned back
But she'll still say I look like a joke while I'm sad
She grins and says its good as new
Any sad song its free for you
My Mother is a cheap skate
Counting every nickel that I pay
Yeah She'll pinch a penny until it screams
Leaving thrift stores like its a dream
I know my mother's a cheap skate
And I love her buts it's not my thing
You can carry this
come on
I'll make you see cheap skates forever on and on