Wait Till Your Father Gets Home Songtext / Lyric

I love my Mum and Dad and my brothers too,
And the groovy way we get along,
But every time the slightest little thing goes wrong,
Mum starts to sing this familiar song.

Wait till your father gets, until your father gets,
Wait till your father gets home.

Dad's not so bad, and he seldom gets made,
And we aren't about to desert him.
Kids today like to have their own way,
And what Dad doesn't know won't hurt him.

I think my Mum's just swell, but she starts to yell,
Everytime we have a ruck,
Just wait till your father gets, until your father gets,
Wait till your father gets home.

You see what I mean? Wait till your father gets home.

We know!