Meet the Mother - Johnathan Rice

You’ve got to meet the mother

Before you kiss the bride

Before you take the longest ride

Before the rice and flowers fly

You’ve got to meet the mother

Before you kiss the bride

And see where she got those big brown eyes

Those long, long legs, that sense of style

Or a streak of madness ten miles wide

You’ve got to meet the mother

Before you kiss the bride

You could discover the cruelty concealed deep within

As old as the hills and original sin

Young man in love, take my advice

Make sure you meet the mother

Before you kiss the bride

'Cause you might find her in the county jail

Or a state-run home in the driving hail

She could have two good teeth and one good eye

That’s why you meet the mother

Before you kiss the bride

'Cause some fruit rolls far, far from the tree

But it still holds the same bad seed

So before that big fat knot is tied

Hey man, I know you really love her

But she’s a demon undercover

With a tendency to smother

So don’t lend money to her brother

And make sure you meet the mother

Before you kiss the bride