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George Formby - Mother What'll I Do Now
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George Formby
George Formby
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George Formby
George Formby
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Lyrics

Mother you give good advice Always you mean well Now I need it more than ever I'm inside this cell I'm behind a prison wall The bed's so hard and much too small There's no pyjamas here at all Oh, Mother what'll I do now They told me they would treat me swell Tucked inside my little cell But up to now it's been like h...! Mother what'll I do now We're parted from each other And that's too bad You're my favourite Mother Oh, the best I ever had Tonight I've got a date, you see But they won't let me have a key And the warder's won't wait up for me Oh, Mother what'll I do now It's hard to pass the time away I'm in a dangerous mood, I say I've smoked two cigarettes today Oh, Mother what'll I do now First I stand and then I sit Then I sit and stand a bit But I can't stand much more of it Oh, Mother what'll I do now We're parted from each other And that's too bad You're my favourite Mother Oh, the best I ever had I got such an awful shock I asked the time, for there's no clock And the warder said, "Six months Old Cock" Oh, Mother what'll I do now I ordered lunch from soup to sweet But they forgot the fish and meat And since the soup there's nowt to eat Oh, Mother what'll I do now I've had such a tummy ache All night long I've been awake Some castor oil they made me take Oh, Mother what'll I do now We're parted from each other And that's too bad You're my favourite Mother Oh, the best I ever had I've played Peter-fly-away-Paul I've played tiddlywinks and all I've written rude words upon the wall Oh, Mother what'll I do now
Writer(s): George Formby, Fred E Cliffe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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