You're not his mother
He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
My biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't make the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't iron his creases
The way his mother used to do.
I searched for an answer,
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his mother used to do.
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