Iâm not sure this is the direction I wanted to be going in
And Iâm not just talking about Preston
Gregory seems so distant granted heâs in Iraq
I never shouldâve talked him into expanding his filled potato business
All the children are grown up
And I donât know if they need their mama anymore
All the children are grown up
And I donât know if they need their mama anymore
All Iâve had today is a lamington
So upset
I come from the school of soft hugs
Perhaps I should go back to TAFE
Thereâs shopping to be done
And the children oh do they need their mama?
All I have is the budgie
Heâs off his cruskits
Iâll hire a caravan we can go camping
You can bring the kids
Weâll do our dancing
Iâm not sure this is the direction I wanted to be going in
And Iâm not just talking about backwards
Oh they need their mama
Penelope she never writes to me
Granted she does send forwards of funny cats
It must be this Margaret Atwood novel making me cry
Last night I dreamt I was making a salad for Andre Rieu
And I was making a real mess of it
Oh câmon Gwen
Oh câmon Gwen
Now and then you can give into these feelings
But now câmon Gwen
All Iâve had today is a lemonade
And a lamington
Iâm going to Flemington to buy a Lady Remington
Oh I love my life
All the children are grown up
And I donât know if they need their mama anymore
All the children are grown up
And I donât know if they need their mama anymore
I suppose it was all for the best
Perhaps I could sell some Avon
I do use a lot of facial cream