Mother never did accept my habit Called all my life a shame Got Mom´s picture on the walls around me She can´t help watching me
Tell you Mom you´ve got to stand it Tell you Mom you´ve got to stand it Watch the things my lover do me
Never did her shopping in this quarter To shun the neighbours´ blab Got Mom´s picture on the walls around me She can´t help watching me
You told´em that I was queer And that she shouldn´t Be friendly with me Always put me down It´s alright Ma you nearly made it But you´ve got to know I haven´t changed Now you are able to watch me all the time You had no right to disown your child Sorry Mom