[Intro – Male, Low Nasal Spoken] Five-thirty in the morning… Before the sun even knows what it’s doing… She’s already up. Breakfast on the stove. My lunch getting packed. Kids still sleeping. And somehow… She’s already ten steps ahead. [Beat Drops] [Verse 1] Five-thirty every morning, She’s already on her feet, Making breakfast in the kitchen, Putting something hot to eat. Packing up my lunch, Getting everybody right, Four kids moving through the house before the morning sees the light. Shoes, backpacks, hair, where’s your coat? Somebody forgot something, somebody missed a note. Then everybody out the door, Sometimes one more kid in line, And somehow she gets everybody there and still gets herself there on time. [Pre-Chorus] Then she works all day, Till four-thirty comes, And before she can breathe, there’s another round of “Mom.” Pickups, drumline, detention, somebody needs a ride, And somehow she keeps moving with the whole world on her side. [Chorus] BY NINE PM, The house starts winding down, Last “Mom” of the night, Finally losing sound. Lights getting low, Everybody settling in, And somewhere around ten… That’s when I walk in. Then at eleven PM, I finally get you back, Whole world had you all day, Now it’s just us at last. Dinner on the table, Music playing low, Come dance with me in the kitchen… Before we gotta go Do it all again tomorrow. [Verse 2] Laundry still turning, Somebody needs a shirt, One kid needs a signature, another says something hurts. Mom, mom, mom, mom, Every room, every hall, Everybody needs Carmen for something big or small. She answers every question, Finds the thing nobody sees, Knows who’s got practice, Who’s got homework, Who’s got somewhere they gotta be. And by nine o’clock, The chaos finally bends, The house gets a little quieter, The long day starts to end. [Pre-Chorus] Then I pull into the driveway, Somewhere close to ten, Walk through that front door, And I see my girl again. Maybe she’s tired, Maybe I’m tired too, But after everybody had us all day… Finally… Me and you. [Chorus] BY NINE PM, The house starts winding down, Last “Mom” of the night, Finally losing sound. Lights getting low, Everybody settling in, And somewhere around ten… That’s when I walk in. Then at eleven PM, I finally get you back, Whole world had you all day, Now it’s just us at last. Dinner on the table, Music playing low, Come dance with me in the kitchen… Before we gotta go Do it all again tomorrow. [Bridge – Smooth Late-Night Breakdown] Eleven o’clock. Everybody sleeping. Kitchen light on. Dinner still warm. No school bells. No phone calls. No “Mom, where’s my—” No rushing. Just us. Maybe we’re eating late. Maybe we’re exhausted. Maybe a song comes on… And for two minutes… We dance. Right there in the kitchen. No audience. No big moment. Just my hand on your waist, Your head on my chest, And for a little while… The whole house belongs to us. [Verse 3] Everybody calls you Mom, All day long, nonstop, Everybody needs something, Everybody wants a lot. But when the house gets quiet, And the long day finally ends, I don’t see the schedule, I don’t see the stress. I see Carmen. My wife. My best friend. The woman who got up at five-thirty and somehow made it here again. And I know tomorrow morning, That alarm is gonna ring, And you’ll get up and do it all like it’s just another thing. But baby, I see it. Every mile. Every meal. Every ride. Every load. Every late night. Every time you kept this whole thing moving. You’re a superwoman. Even if you never call yourself one. [Final Chorus] BY NINE PM, The house starts winding down, Last “Mom” of the night, Finally losing sound. Lights getting low, Everybody settling in, And somewhere around ten… That’s when I walk in. Then at eleven PM, I finally get you back, Whole world had you all day, Now it’s just us at last. Dinner on the table, Music playing low, Come dance with me in the kitchen… Before we gotta go Do it all again tomorrow. [Male – Spoken Over Fading Beat] Everybody calls you Mom… But I still get to call you mine. And baby… That’s my favorite part of the day. [Outro – Spoken Female (Carmen)] Kids… if you hear circus music playing, that means the Ringmaster is busy… making another song about you. Stay in your rooms.
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