Don't Turn Out Like Your Mother - The Proclaimers

You’re a gorwn woman

Good at what you do

I’m as happy as hell

When I’m alone with you

As you stroke my body

And soothe my brow

With everything

That the law will allow

I pray, «Don't turn out like your mother.»

You’re a grown woman

Good at what you do

I’m as happy as hell

When I’m alone with you

As you stroke my body

And soothe my brow

With everything

That the law will allow

I pray, «Don't turn out like your mother.»

I’m a grown man

Over 21

I’ve got an ugly face

But I have a lot of fun

So if I spill a glass

Or break a dish

I hear your voice

And I make this wish

Please, don’t turn out like your mother

CHORUS

Don’t turn out

Don’t turn out

Don’t turn out like your mother

I couldn’t stand it And I’ll be damned if

I’m gonna live with another

So many women

Give you so much

Civilized ways

And a gentle touch

A different perspective

That’s as bright as a button

But then you wake up one morning

And it all counts for nothing

'Cause she’s turned into her mother