I'm an empty nester momma, gettin ready to fly.
Raised my babies the best I could, then kissed em goodby.

They left the nest, went off to school, I hope they remember the golden rule.
I pray I did a good job and taught em well, now it's my turn to raise some hell.

The kids call me on my phone, hey you're never home, I hope your well
being all alone, with just a cat and a bird. shhh, I tell the parrot, don't
mention a word.

Chorus: Empty nester momma, gettin ready to fly, empty nester momma
gettin ready to fly.

Momma, I bet it's hard for you since we left, what do you do with all of
your time? I answer them, I miss you so, but somehow Momma's doing
just fine.

I'll take up yoga, play a little golf, learn some new dance steps, frequent
that new spa, lay in bed, how could that be wrong?
Watchin soaps and eatin chocolate all day long.

I'll learn to complete a thought once again, finish a book, pick up a pin.
It's not so rough, like you might think, no dirty dishes in the sink.

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