Dona Laura

Look at little Laura, off she goes, fearless
Says she's grown up and doesn't need her dad's advice
Look at her, off she goes, all determined
Owner of her life, no doubt she's going that way
Look at little Laura leading the band
Among the girls at recess in the school where she hangs
And she runs the scene at school
Doesn't give a damn about the history teacher
And she doesn't hide it, makes life hell for that poor soul
It's the dictatorship of someone who rules just because

Look at little Laura, already sneaking smokes from her dad
With someone else's allowance
Still dating in secret from her mom
While she says she's not afraid
Of anything or anyone

Go on, dance until the sun comes up
Life's just two days
And you're gonna be someone
Just like your mom
One eye on the soap opera
And the other on the stove
One day you'll be as much Miss Laura as she is

Look at little Laura, all city-fied
Not even old enough to vote in this town
Whenever they call her to the board, she freaks out and says nothing
But she sure has opinions on the state of the country
Look at little Laura, strutting with prestige
No trace of the once innocent and sweet girl
And her mom watches her from the window
Still remembers well the time when little Laura was her

Sneaking smokes from her dad with the cash someone
Swiped from her mom's purse
While she tells the world she'll still be someone

Go on, sing until the sun comes up
Life's just two days
And you're gonna be someone
Just like your mom
One eye on the soap opera
The other on the stove
One day you'll be as much Miss Laura as she is

Enjoy it now
'Cause the time will come
That spares no one
You'll be just like your mom
The daughter on a leash
The same old story repeats
One day you'll be as much Miss Laura as she is.