from the songs album Mott
(ian hunter)
I scream at you for sharing
'n i curse you just for caring
I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty
'n i tell to not to see me
'n i tell you not to feel me
'n i make your life a drag, it's such a pity
'n i watch your warm glow palin'
'n i watch your sparkle fadin'
As you realise you're failin', cos you're so good
Now i don't mean to upset you
But there's so much crime to get through
If only i could make it easier, then i would
Oh i wish i was your mother
I wish i'd been your father
'n then i would have seen you
Would have been you as a child
Played houses with your sisters
And wrestled with all your brothers
And then who knows
I might have felt a family for a while
It's no use me pretendin'
You give and i do the spendin'
Is there a happy ending, i don't think so
Cos even if we make it
I'll be too far out to take it
You'll have to try and shake it from my head
Oooooh i wish i was your mother
I wish i'd been your father
'n then i would have seen you
Would have been you as a child
Played houses with your sisters
And wrestled with all your brothers
And then who knows
I might have felt a family for a while
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