Mothers Boy

You fucking mamas boy
Oedipus complex
Walking the street with her apron strings
Tied around your neck
And your dick in her sling
I can't believe that you still live at home
Why don't you go ahead and give her the bone

You fucking mamas boy
Oedipus complex
Why don't you tell her to leave you alone
Or crawl back inside
Because her womb is your home
You are 30 years old so move the fuck out
Tell her to take her fucking tit out of your mouth

You fucking mamas boy
Oedipus complex
I bet when she dies you will dig her ass up
I bet when she dies you will dig her ass up
I bet when she dies you will dig her ass up
And then you can finally fuck that slut