Mummy's Boy

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 fourty years The neighbourhood said that he must be queer Normal folk just ain't like that Glad he can't hear behind his back When mother dies, he will have a cry 'cos 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 fourty years The neighbourhood said that he must be queer Normal folk just ain't like that Glad he can't hear behind his back When mother dies, he'll have a cry 'cos he'll be on his own He's frightened stiff, would it come to this? Will he lose her to the heavenly home?