In the pub, about seven thirty Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty Him and mother go everywhere Holds her hand without a care Lived with mother for forty years The neighborhood said that he must be queer Normal folk a-just ain't like that Glad he can't hear behind his back When mother dies, he will have a cry 'Cause he'll be on his own He's frightened stiff, would it come to this? Will he lose her to the heavenly home? In the pub, about seven thirty Mother makes sure that his face ain't dirty Him and mother go everywhere Holds her hand without a care Lived with mother for forty years The neighborhood said that he must be queer Normal folk a-just ain't like that Glad he can't hear behind his back When mother dies, he'll have a cry 'Causes he'll be on his own He's frightened stiff, would it come to this? Will he lose her to the heavenly home? Once went out with a London girl Dirty weekend in a hotel Broke it off when she got shirty She was twelve and he was thirty Right after that, he was dead sore He wouldn't go out with girls no more From that day since, he never has He wants to do something dirty © EMI MUSIC PUB. LTD.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com