Lyrics:

(Jagger/Richards)



What a drag it is getting old

'Kids 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 a 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 burns her frozen steak

And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And two 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 tranquilize your mind

So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And four help you through the night, help to minimize 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 pusuit 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