Hello, dear mother
How goes the up-and-running?
How are you doing?
How is that infamous back pain?
I'm out here wondering
I'm yet to find my footing
But I'm trying to work it out
This adulthood takes some practice
Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas
Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her
Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas
Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her
Well, I miss her
Well, I miss her
I met this woman
She broke my heart into pieces
And my employer
He is a bit of a dickhead
You'd find some humour
In all this misery I'm in
And I am a grown man
But never too grown for your kisses
Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas
Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her
Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas
Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her
Well, I miss her
Well, I miss her
Well, I miss her, yeah
Well, I miss her, oh
Well, I miss her, yeah
Well, I miss her, oh
Well, I miss her, yeah
Well, I miss her, oh yeah
Well, I miss her, yeah
Well, I miss her
Oh, I want my mother here for Christmas
Oh, it's been three years and oh, I miss her