Show Steve the way to go home,
He's homesick and its going to his head
He hasn't seen his mummy in seven days,
And now he's gone and wet the bed.
Whenever he's in Rome,
He's always phoning home,
And even though he's got such a privaleged life,
Ol' Stevie always moans.
In the Gerrard home
In the Gerrard home,
He calls out to mummy for something to eat,
She tucks him in bed and gives sweets for a treat,
In the Gerrard home.
Chirpy, chirpy cheep cheep
Where’s me mummy gone ?
Where’s his mummy gone ?
Far, far away
Far, far away
Last night at dinner I wanted something to eat,
Ooo eee, Les won’t cut my meat, meat
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but you just know what his answer will be!
Cheer up Stevie G, oh what can it mean, to a, poor little scouser, near that bad man Mr Reed eeeeeeee
Dry your eyes steve, i no its hard to get over yourself................
I was too slow
I am no song writer!
He's homesick and its going to his head
He hasn't seen his mummy in seven days,
And now he's gone and wet the bed.
Whenever he's in Rome,
He's always phoning home,
And even though he's got such a privaleged life,
Ol' Stevie always moans.
He might have
Tough shaved hair,
But Stevie wants his mummy there,
With his red gym jams and he’s teddy bear,
Stevie wants his mummy there
ah well..
In the Gerrard home
In the Gerrard home,
He calls out to mummy for something to eat,
She tucks him in bed and gives sweets for a treat,
In the Gerrard home.
Chirpy, chirpy cheep cheep
Where’s me mummy gone ?
Where’s his mummy gone ?
Far, far away
Far, far away
Last night at dinner I wanted something to eat,
Ooo eee, Les won’t cut my meat, meat
Does your Mummy know you're here?
Does your Mummy, Does you're Mummy
Does your Mummy know you're here?
Big Bad, Big Bad Les
Big Bad, Big Bad Les
Big Bad, Big Bad Les
Picked on poor Stevie!
never buy that paper so that will be why i have no idea