I could tell a story, but i cannot wake my husband up from sleep "i could have married others" says the actress in a p**nographic film Oh mother o mother of mine I'm not saying this love is wrong, just that i [get it right? And if you, o mother o mother of mine Have fallen in love with a man who imports cola, that would be fine Though he has a good job I hope he has a friend [upon the politburo] His eyebrows grow together People in the office are bound to talk And as the full moon comes And the dogs have all run off to die in peace And as the scent grows strong I hope we make it to the bay by 8 a.m. Mother's plucking eyebrows, seem to grow while she is fast asleep There are explanations That seem to matter less and less each pa**ing day And as the full moon comes, etc....