And Her Mother Came Too [Live]

Album cover art for "And Her Mother Came Too [Live]" by Don McLean

Don McLean - Pop, Comedy

And Her Mother Came Too [Live]

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Duration: 2:45

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[Intro] I seem to be the victim of a cruel jest It all concerns the person that I love the best She's just the dearest thing that I have ever known Still, somehow we can never be alone [Verse 1] My car comes to meet her And her mother comes, too It's a two-seater Still, her mother comes, too She simply can't take a snub I go and sulk at the club There have a bath and a rub And her brother comes, too [Verse 2] We pick out her trousseau And her mother comes, too Asked not to do so Still, her mother comes, too And when they're visiting me We finish afternoon tea She likes to sit on my knee And her mother does, too [Verse 3] We dine at Maxim's And her mother comes, too How long a snack seems When her mother comes, too At Ciro's when I am free We laugh and go on a spree She likes to shimmy with me And her mother does, too [Verse 4] To golf we started When her mother came, too So, three bags I carted Just 'cause her mother came, too She fainted on the first tee My baby whispered to me "Thank God, at last we are free" Then, her mother came to

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Credits

Writers
  • Ivor Novello
  • Dion Titheradge