Mom Song Kid's Response to William Tell's Overture with Lyrics

Anita Renfroe did a great job with the Mom Song, but how about the kid's version? What about our complaints, nags and endless eyerolls?

Here Vanessa Van Petten does her own rendition of the Mom Song with the kid's version! For more funny spoofs, songs and the kid's perspective on awesome parenting check out http:onteenstoday.com. We are the only parenting blog written from the teens.

Lyrics to the Mom Song Kid's Response
by Vanessa Van Petten

I am up, I am up, Im up and dressed
Can I wear this, am I cute, are the boys impressed
Wheres my clothes and my shoes and my backpack at
And, Yes Im wearing that
No mom, no OJ, wheres the pop tarts at
Wheres my lunch, eww gross, do I look fat?
After school bring me a snack when I get back
And then its homework until I collapse

Watch some TV shows, to us teens its the most important thing of all
Get my TIVO for set up for gossip girls—the coolest show of all
Please remember not to come downstairs when my friends are over here
Just stay upstairs all the time so when we gossip you will not hear
TTYL, Not now, Im coming, can you drive me there

Close my door, Get out! Please dont touch mess up my hair
I said thank you, I dont want to, please dont bother me
Theres my cell phone, its a text, Ill have to BRB
LOL, cu later, take me to the mall
Wait one second I have to take this call.

Thats so chill, so cool, oh mom please chillax
ROTFL, oh please dad just relax
I hear breathing mom, is that you on my call
While youre here though can I have money for the mall
Hi mom, its me, Im over at sandys

and I'm wondering if I can spend the night? We're watching movies And yes, Sandy's mom is also here right now,
talk to her, oh maybe shes in the shower so im not sure how.
Oh man what If my parents catch me

there are some things that we do that all parents cant see
I forgot my homework, what Im grounded, oh you are so unfair
Were you never young, youre the worst, and you are always late to day care

Do I have to, I dont want to, can I have some money
Not a boyfriend, were just friends, just an FWB
You dont get me, your so lame, can you drop me off here
I dont want my friends to see you near
My day was fine, and my test was just ok

ill never be like you, my kids will be great
dont read my diary, just give me my privacy
Can I go to the dance, I wont get an STD
Oh and about parents who patrol
about Parental controls

they dont really work
We know when you lurk
And often cover up
With fake homework
Or IM our friends red parents alert

So I want to tell you that when we say that we hate you
We know
you really want to keep us safe
But can I just make our case
Sometimes we just want a little freedom from your rules
And when you nag us, and tell us to
Take out the trash and clean dog poo
Our only course of action is to roll our eyes at you
Mom!

Brush my teeth, wash my face, fight with mom
Text my friends, ask for money, put my retainer on
I guess its true, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a moms nags never end
Can I have a later curfew
I need it, just trust me, everyone else does it too
Hey mom hey mom hey mom hey mom, hey mom
I love you, I do, Im your kid!