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Let me tell you about my parents They're 79 apiece They just got back from a luxury cruise Around the isles of Greece They've been 'round the world about 17 times Since the day my dad retired And their sense of purpose and energy Really has to be admired They're living life congrio They've taken up trampolining And that salsa course in Rio Gave their sex life a whole new meaning Oh, they're having a perfectly marvellous time Blowing the money they've earned But between you and me I'm a bit concerned Mama, don't spend me inheritance Papa oh, why can't you see If you both keep on the way you are They'll be nothing left in the cookie jar Oh, please Save something for me Let me tell you about my parents They cause me a good deal of sorrow As they winibego from Maine to Montana They don't think about tomorrow They signed up for a reverse morgage Without consulting me first Then promptly released all the equity Well frankly, I'm fit to burst But what if they have a crash Get kidnapped or frostbitten? Who'll make the mercy dash To bring them back to Britain? It's all very well for them to fly to Nice And order expensive shellfish But between you and me It's a little bit selfish (selfish selfish selfish) Mama, don't spend me inheritance Papa, oh why can't you see I've already had a very long wait To get my hands on your estate Oh please Save something for me Let me tell you about my parents They're spending money like water Goa, the Maldives, Azerbaijan With never a thought for their daughter I show them a lovely twilight home And some sheltered accomodation But they say they can't stand elderly people And they're happy to die on vacation But I've horrible debts of my own And I've hinted quite politely But this vagabond Darby and Joan Remain provokingly spritely If I'm going to get the money anyhow Why can't I have some now? There's always murder But I can't think how Mama, don't spend me inheritance Papa, oh why can't you see You know I love you, but when your money's through Don't come to me, I'll have a button horse too Oh please (please please) Save something for me (me me me me me me me me) Mama, don't spend me inheritance Papa, oh why can't you see You're living in style while I have to rough it Can't you have the good grace to snuff it? Please please please please please please please Save something for me Save something for me Save something for me Please!
Writer(s): Dillie Keane, Adele Margaret Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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