After my last fun parody video, So Tired, I knew I wanted to try it again! There are so many times that I hear lyrics to a song and change it in my head to something relatable – I’ve done it for as I can remember. I got really brave a few weeks ago and rewrote ALL the lyrics to the R. City song, Locked Away.
Life is so different now then it was before my husband and I had little ones. I was in good shape, we had lots of fun dates and yeah, I always wore a bra. Even though our world is completely different, I still love him very much. Check it out:
Lyrics
When I take your last nameAnd we have a babyTell me honestly will you still love me the sameWhen I show you my flawsWhen I stop wearing brasTell me honestly will you still love me the sameWhen I had that baby 3 years ago I wasIn good shape, yesBut those days are over nowNow the only exercise that I get is thisDoing the dishesAnd putting on their shoesNow tell me do you think I’m prettyEven though I’m rarely sexyYes I know I need an eyebrow waxAnd my hair is always in a bunSo tell me am I fat in these new jeansBaby just lie to meI can’t return them anywayI think the dog ate the receiptAfter our wedding dayAnd our life got crazyTell me honestly do you still love me the sameWith a mortgage and billsCleaning up after spillsTell me honestly do you still love me the sameWe used to have a date every single Friday nightBut ever since that babe arrivedWe’ve only managed fiveNow our weekend plans look a little differentIt’s watching Netflix on the couchAnd passing out by 9Now baby am I still a lot of funAre you bored and wanna runDo you hate every show I pick?I thought you liked watching The Blacklist
Since I took your last nameAnd we had a babyTell me honestly do you still love me the sameSince I showed you my flawsSince I stopped wearing brasTell me honestly do you still love me the same

Liz is a just a mom trying to keep it real about how little she sleeps, how often she gets puked on and how much she loves them. You can find her here every day writing about real-mom moments.