Mother Christmas

Hello, dear mother How goes the up-and-running? How are you doing? How is that infamous back pain? I'm out here wondering I'm yet to find my footing But I'm trying to work it out This adulthood takes some practice Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her Well, I miss her Well, I miss her I met this woman She broke my heart into pieces And my employer He is a bit of a dickhead You'd find some humour In all this misery I'm in And I am a grown man But never too grown for your kisses Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her Well, I miss her Well, I miss her Well, I miss her, yeah Well, I miss her, oh Well, I miss her, yeah Well, I miss her, oh Well, I miss her, yeah Well, I miss her, oh yeah Well, I miss her, yeah Well, I miss her Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her