Bettie Bondage This Is Your Mothers Last Resort Top May 2026

Sing‑spoken tag over groove: "Sorry, Mama — the pattern's mine."

Verse 2 Coffee at eleven, sermons after mass Bake the pies, mind the boys — live for looking class I learned to fix the toaster and how to polish chrome But I’d rather burn the recipe than spend my youth at home bettie bondage this is your mothers last resort top

Pre‑chorus Corsets in the closet, pearls on the shelf I wear them for the pictures, not for anyone else Sing‑spoken tag over groove: "Sorry, Mama — the

Bridge / Breakdown Snap your garter, stomp the lace Kiss the apron, smack the face Mama's watching from the porchlight Waving white—I'm neon bright Sing‑spoken tag over groove: "Sorry