Maxine

Mrs. Maxine, you know me Mrs. Maxine, you know me Mrs. Maxine, you know me Mrs. Maxine, you know me Dad says, you saw me in your dream That's what he told me Dad says, you're talking in your sleep Talking to me And my brother, in your sleep That's what he told me And my mother. When we asked, how does she seem Under covers, and he says My mother is better off dead My teeth are falling out of my head I got about ten years left She's sleeping with her old man at last My mother is better off dead I got about ten years left at best