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Yer Mum

There’s a little mystery in Britain’s royal history
About a younger brother with a naughty little mother
And a sly major affair which means he might not be an heir
But who could ever say unless we test the DNA

It’s funny how his ears don’t stick out like his dad
And is hair is pretty ginger like that other old lad
Even though she said she cheated she said she only blew it
So how come Charlie’s youngest lad looks like a little minor Hewitt?

Oh Harry - wot a palaver
Yer mum was alright, but who is yer father?
Oh Harry - wot a palaver
Yer mum was alright, but who is yer father?

Chas had got a mistress like a saddlebag with eyes
So Di was feeling lonely and it came as no surprise
That a gentleman called Jim asked her if she could lend a hand
But what happened after that was something that they hadn’t planned
A swelling in the belly and a little kick inside
A surprise for bonnie Charlie that she couldn’t really hide
But he must have known it wasn’t his cos he’d not dipped his bread
Cos god knows why but he was shagging something that looked dead

Oh Harry - wot a palaver
Yer mum was alright, but who is yer father?
Oh Harry - wot a palaver
Yer mum was alright, but who is yer father?



Yer Mum lyrics - Addictive pHilosopHy