You done too much much too young

You're married with a kid when you could be having fun with me

You done too much much too young

Now you're married with a son when you should be having fun with me



Don't wanna be rich, don't wanna be famous



Ain't he cute, no he ain't

He's just another burden on the welfare state



Call me immature, call me a poseur

I'll to spread manure in your bed of roses

Don't we wanna be rich Don't we wanna be famous

But I'd really hate to have the same name as you



You done too much much too young

Now you're chained to the kitchen making currant buns for tea



Ain't you heard of the starving millions

Ain't you heard of conraception

Do you really wanna go with the sterilization

Take control of the population boom

It's in your living room

Keep a generation gap

Try wearing a cap