Mother's Little Helper

What a drag it is getting old. "Things are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say Mother needs something today to calm her down And though she's not really ill There's a little yellow pill She goes running for the shelter of her mother's little helper And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day. "Things are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag So she buys an instant cake and she buys a frozen steak And goes running for the shelter of her mother's little helper And to help her on her way, get her through her busy day. Doctor, please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old. "Men just aren't the same today," I hear ev'ry mother say They just don't appreciate that you get tired They're so hard to satisfy. You can tranquilise your mind So go running for the shelter of your mother's little helper And four help you through the night, help to minimise your plight. Doctor, please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old. Life's just much too hard today," I hear ev'ry mother say The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper They just helped you on your way through your busy dying day.