| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Drinking again
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Go tell a friend
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| Now I can see every one of your flaws
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| All of the things I could not see before
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| You come in stinking and slurring your words
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| You don’t stop talking and ironing shirts
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| Where did you put your bottle this time?
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| Better be somewhere I won’t find
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| ‘Cause you know it’s going down the sink
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| Even your sister says you shouldn’t drink
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| Used to depend on the person I see
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| Well look at you now, you can’t even speak
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| And then you tell me to go fix my life?
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| Well, what about yours, you can’t even write?
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| And you bitch about how you don’t get work done
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| It’s not my fault, it’s because you’re drunk
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| And you’re whining to me about how hard it is
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| Being a single mother and raising two kids
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| Well shut the fuck up, I don’t care anymore
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| And I can’t turn back to when it was before
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| And I know you’ve had your fair share of abuse
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| But that’s in the past so you’ve got no excuse
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Drinking again
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Go tell a friend
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| Acting like a person I hate
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| «Just go to bed now» is all I say
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| Don’t talk to me when you are this way
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| It just makes me sick and I’ll lose it one day
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| And I’ll do something that I swear that I will regret
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| So stop it okay, and never forget
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| The way that it was when we were all fine
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| Just sort out your head, and I’ll fix mine
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| It’s nobody’s fault, so don’t try and blame
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| Anyone else for all your pain
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| No-one can help you except for yourself
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| So put down the glass and get some fucking help
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| Or a boyfriend, I don’t know, whatever you need
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| How 'bout a better son or some friends maybe?
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| Once again I’m sorry for my part in this
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| At least you learnt a lesson though: children are shit
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| They take your money, they kill you dreams
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| They cry when you don’t buy them ice creams
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| They age you and they make you shout
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| But sober thoughts will help you out
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Drinking again
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Go tell a friend
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Drinking again
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Mummy’s been drinking
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| Go tell a friend |