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Mama's worrying 'bout the grass on the floor,
She's sure that everyone leaves their shoes at the
Frontdoor! ?
And how her honey can earn so much money,
Is her only daughter a whore! ?
You don't have a clue,
Who is sniffing glue in your house!
But I could bet for a pound,
Someone's messing around in your house!
Oh, your husband always working so late,
Where he really is? All you can do is wait! ?
And the boy laying on the floor with bleeding wrists,
Is her only son a satanist! ?
You don't have a clue,
Who is sniffing glue in your house!
But I could bet for a pound,
Someone's messing around in your house!