Testo Milk Fever

I took upon myself sixteen tons of "well I guess" And rode it into town to the formula man He spanked a cloud of dust from the brim of his Stetson hat And mixed me up a batch in a number ten can And her number two son cries from sunset to sunrise Let's warm up the bottle now, show me how it's supposed to work Your Mama's gone, I don't know for how long She don't want to catch Milk Fever tonight And I'd been drinking hard, I woke up in a busy street Your Mama took me in and she gave me the couch And I behaved myself even when you kids hid my boots I kept my bottle wrapped in the day in my pouch With her laughter contagious, her chamber maid's wages That did not go very far, but here we are, got body mind and soul Your Mama's gone, I don't know for how long She don't want to catch Milk Fever tonight Your Mama should have cried when her old man walked out on her She never said a word, no she just let it ride Your Mama should have cried when the Welfare Man cut her off For taking in some laundry and cash on the side Yes we should have seen it coming, she needed someone or something To just say that it's OK, it's another day and you can make it through Your Mama's gone, I don't know for how long She don't want to catch Milk Fever tonight Yes we should have seen her going- I hate myself for not knowing Enough to say that it's OK, it's another day and you can make it through Your Mama's gone, I don't know for how long She don't want to catch Milk Fever tonight