Lyrics

Note on my door said son we got to chat Got things to chat over love mom and dad Don't mean to hurt you it's just better this way We're awful sorry you're welcome to stay but We're leaving home Miss mom's home cooking and dad's stupid jokes Where are they now i guess nobody knows Sunny hawaii or montego bay When i read that note i can still hear them say I got a postcard and you say that you're alright Birthday's ther come and go still you're no where in sight No mother to tuck me in my bed tonight No father ther to help me with the christmas lights