Songtexte 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 than 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"
He he he
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 thought as a treat
I would buy him his favorite book
It's not one of those with poetic prose
Just full-frontal nudity