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Iris Dement

Genres: Country

Quality Time Lyrics - Iris Dement

She's got a phone in one hand, a hairbrush in the other 

and she says, "Life's too short to stay home and be a mother" 

She says she can have it all 'cause that's The New Deal 

so God give her a hand, 'cause she needs one for the wheel 

 

When he gets home from work, it's well after seven 

But he drives a nice car so he thinks he's in Heaven 

and his kids hardly know him but they've all got nice clothes 

and in just a few hours more overtime he can pay-off that boat 

 

And they've got nice big houses, and they've got nice big cars 

and it looks, from the outside, like they're really going far 

but there's trouble in the engine and we're junkyard-bound 

if some moms and some dads don't start hanging around 

 

When they get around to dinner they're damn near half-dead 

so they drive through McDonald's and put the kids off to bed 

But they're upwardly mobile and everything is fine 

'cause when they do get together, it's quality time 

 

And they've got nice big houses, and they've got nice big cars 

and it looks, from the outside, like they're really going far 

but there's trouble in the engine and we're junkyard-bound 

if some moms and some dads don't start hanging around 

 

They want stickers on the music, they want the laws turned around 

They want the cops to run Beavis and Butthead outta town 

They say they care about their children, but it's just too damn hard 

To turn off that TV or sell off that car 

 

And they've got nice big houses, and they've got nice big cars 

and it looks, from the outside, like they're really going far 

but there's trouble in the engine and we're junkyard-bound 

if some moms and some dads don't start hanging around 

 

There's a whole lot of people who can't make ends meet 

and on the wages that they're earning, I know a family can't eat 

But I'm talking 'bout people who would sell their kid's soul 

to keep up with the Jones', no matter the toll 

 

And they've got nice big houses, and they've got nice big cars 

and it looks, from the outside, like they're really going far 

but there's trouble in the engine and we're junkyard-bound 

if some moms and some dads don't start hanging around 

 

When they do get together, it's quality time