You're a p**y gotta call your mum
We've been over and over this song
I got nothing to say to you now
You got a problem
Oh wow
You wanna go home
So put your shoes on
You wanna go home home
You wanna go home
So put your shoes on
You wanna go home home
She made you
She made you this way
And now I have to live with it
Every single day
How did I end up with someone like that
I'm in prison
And you are the rat
You wanna go home
You want a cuddle
You wanna go home home
You wanna go home
Milk from the bottle
You wanna go home home
Cut the cord
The cord
Cut
Actually, don't bother
NANANANA
We all know who's your number one
Turns out it's your serial mum
You didn't have a hope in hell
I don't blame you
Oh well
I'm gonna go home
I got my shoes on
I'm gonna go home home
I'm gonna go home
I called the uber
And you're a loser