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You have a very bad tax on me and now that I'm married
I can't even find my socks where I left them
I tell him I really want a roast beef
He tells me leave me alone no You see I'm tired
Fuck you mom she drives me crazy
And I prefer to be your son not her husband
Fuck you mom she drives me crazy
And I prefer to be you son, not her husband
He doesn't even know the iron, he doesn't know what sweeping is
I start to make lunch, he tells me, do it to me too
Oh mom, how I missed you I don't know what I'm going to do
And now that I'm married they make me do something
Look at it, mom, she drives me crazy
And I prefer to be your son, not her husband
Look at it, mom, she drives me crazy
And I prefer to be your son, not her husband
I give her the whole check to make her happy
But she doesn't settle for spending it without realizing it
Oh mom, how I miss you, I don't know what I'm going to do
And now that I'm married they make me do what to do
Look at it, mom, she drives me crazy
And I prefer to be your son not her husband
Look at it mom, she drives me crazy
And I prefer to be your son not her husband