Eh Mamma - Tim Booth
I ve been working out all day
But I m skin and bone man
I m been trying to pump it up with testosterone
I don t think she likes my body
And I don t care much for her mind
But love is a test for the damned
And the rest are all blind
I m sending her an apple to tempt her
I m praying that the devil will show
Cut her off at the pass to pre-empt her
Then I ll trade her blow for blow
Noone has a recipe for love like mamma
Heaven knows there is no God above like mamma
There never was a girl who was good enough for mamma
When I m older mamma marries me
She says hey killer there s a storm
At the end of every rainbow
She says love is a test and you don t look your best
Just go home
I ve an issue with the spit or swallow
And just don t get it in my hair
Love is a test for which I never was blessed
Yeah yeah yeah
I m sending her an apple to tempt her
I m praying that the devil will show
Cut her off at the pass to pre-empt her
Then I ll trade her blow for blow