My Father Lyrics - Gilbert Osullivan

I shudder to think what my father would think 

If he came home and found me in bed 

With more then just one 

But several of some 

Lovely big strawberries 

He'll probably shout 

Give me a hell of a clout 

Or perhaps a good kick up the rear 

But one thing's for sure 

I'll have to endure 

A great deal of pain so to speak 

I know it's not right 

But for a laugh every night 

I knock on people's doors 

And shout things like up yours 

I'll never know why 

But for some reason I 

Never did well at school 

All I did was break rules and tell lies