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Words and Music by Steriogram

Well your mum is the mum, And she likes to fight

Listen to her heartbeat , You cant see me

She’s the queen of putting out campfires

Second to the market but she wont feed me

Well she rise on her size, Keeps her eyes on the prize

Gotta fridge, four remotes, And a couch with a TV

She don’t use no tact when she’s on the attack

Cause something had to get me going

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Because I’ve never seen such waves

Like when your mama swam that day

Well I’m thinking about your mum

And when I asked her what she’d done

She called it hiding from the sun

Well I’m thinking about your mum

So tell me now or tell me then

So do ya think its gonna end

Well I’m thinking about your mum

Set it out now set it right

When the buildings and your mum collide

Well I’m thinking about your mum

Mum said a mum’s gotta dance all night

Listen to the rooms rock when she’s sleeping

Everybody’s running when she splits those tights

Talking to the pork but the pork pots empty

You can’t compete with those tattoos

I go where I can but I know she can see me

Don’t make no lunches, Plenty of punches

She sold me off with no-one knowing