Hey you, what time do you call this? Your tea's been ready don't you give it a miss I'm off out mum, I won't be home You are on the streets to roam Listen to me 'cause I'm still your mother You aren't as old as your brother You come home and cheek me once more my lad So away from this house, away from the door Let me say, I ain't a kid And if you want you can easy get rid I'm moving out, I'm getting a flat As soon as I can and I won't be back Listen to me 'cause I'm still your mother You aren't as old as your brother You come home and cheek me once more my lad So away from this house, away from the door Of night, takes me home I stumble about, on my own Oh, as my half naked body hits the bed There's a hundred thoughts in my head Oh, I wish I'd listened to my mother Because I aren't as old as my brother And if I ever drink once more I swear I can see myself staggering all over the floor