Текст песни My Father - GILBERT O SULLIVAN
I
shudder
to
think
what
my
father
would
think
If
he
came
home
and
found
me
in
bed
With
more
then
just
one
But
several
of
some
Lovely
big
strawberries
He′ll
probably
shout
Give
me
a
hell
of
a
clout
Or
perhaps
a
good
kick
up
the
rear
But
one
thing's
for
sure
I′ll
have
to
endure
A
great
deal
of
pain
so
to
speak
I
know
it's
not
right
But
for
a
laugh
every
night
I
knock
on
people's
doors
And
shout
things
like
up
yours
I′ll
never
know
why
But
for
some
reason
I
Never
did
well
at
school
All
I
did
was
break
rules
and
tell
lies
His
birthday′s
next
week
So
I
though
as
a
treat
I
would
buy
him
his
favourite
book
It's
not
one
of
those
poetic
prose
Just
full
frontal
nudity
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