Splitting Into Three

My dad he drives a tipper

For the factory down the lane

And every june or july

He takes two weeks in spain

He hangs his dirty trousers

Behind the bathroom door

Where his girlfriend puts her hair up

Bath water on the floor

My dad goes down the river

Each sunday with his boat

And him with roy and kevin

Drop beer crates on a rope

He comes back from the river

But his girlfriend's up the pub

So all this fish go flying

And he storms out in a huff

My dad liked lulu and my mum liked simon dee

We used to sit together and watch them on tv

Then one day it's over and we're splitting into three

Sometimes I stay with my mum

Her boyfriend's such a sap

He once bought me a new rod

That I gave to my dad

He makes out that he likes me

I know it isn't true

He's got some stupid stories

About the teds he knew

My dad and me went drinking

My mum turned up alone

She said she couldn't take it

His car bits in the home

I heard them arrange a meeting

For later in the day

I wonder if they'll make up

And be in love again

I can see my mum in his arms

A smile upon her face

I never thought they'd ever make up

And be in love again