Salad - Your Ma lyrics

I'm gonna get your mother to mix me a drink

Just think

She takes my hand to put it up her skirt

I'll call you up to dish the dirt on her

So it doesn't reoccur

Your Ma will do it

I don't know where to hide

Before I know it her hand's inside

I know the damage that she can do with her hands untied

I try to keep her on hubbie's work

But if I don't stop she'll think I'm a jerk

A jerk

Chorus

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Upper grade...

I've got a problem with someone's mum

But she relieves me of my daily humdrum

And while I stand there taking off her dress

I guess I'm in a mess

Cos she wants a boy with the teenage drive

And knock his socks off his teenage life

And then I remember - She's your daddy's wife