Here he comes, Mother's pride
With the first ever satchel
She bought him swinging by his side
Here he comes, Mother's pride
With a headful of
Get your laces tied and woe betide
With a year's supply
Of sandwiches and fairy cakes
That she provides
For him to eat at dinner breaks
It's no surprise at all
At all the friends, he makes
His stomach aches
His mother's pride
He's presentable, well looked after
He's domestically disastrous
He's adorable, Mother's pride
Here he comes, Father's pride
With a head filled up
With devil dogs and genocide
Here he comes, Father's pride
Showing all the kids
His tickets for ringside
He'll always roam the yard
Looking for a fight
He'll pick on all the kids
Who're twice his height
He's the reason dinner ladies
Toss and turn at night
Teacher's plight, Father's pride
He's the image of his dad
Mickey Mouse meets Jack the lad
He's never sad, Father's pride
Here he comes, Mother's pride
Here he comes, Father's pride
Here he comes, Mother's pride
Father's pride, his mother's pride

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