You done too much much too young You're married with a kid when you could be having fun with me You done too much much too young Now you're married with a son when you should be having fun with me
Don't wanna be rich, don't wanna be famous
Ain't he cute, no he ain't He's just another burden on the welfare state
Call me immature, call me a poseur I'll to spread manure in your bed of roses Don't we wanna be rich Don't we wanna be famous But I'd really hate to have the same name as you
You done too much much too young Now you're chained to the kitchen making currant buns for tea
Ain't you heard of the starving millions Ain't you heard of conraception Do you really wanna go with the sterilization Take control of the population boom It's in your living room Keep a generation gap Try wearing a cap