On the telephone with mum
I listen lots, I lie a little
No, that’s not the sound of a lighter
Months since I last touched a pack
Of course, I’m coming in July
Of course I’ve bought my tickets
On the telephone with mum
Yes, I’m wearing it right now
Your lovely jumper with the big patterns
Half pale green, half bright red
Of course I’m popular when I wear it
Of course I like it when you knit
On the telephone with mum
At most, I’m fourteen
On the telephone with mum
Half me talking, half her lying
I’m very happy that you go around with
That rather coquettish girl
Yes, it’s good that you’re popular
Of course I like it when you hang out
On the telephone with her son
At most it seems like I’m ten
It’s comforting with mum
For every injury a bandage
But it’s clear to see in a fix
For each puncture a patch
But I well know that in a freeze
I’ll have a jumper and what’s more your arms
On the telephone with mum
Half me talking, half her lying
Don’t worry, I’m never bored
No, I don’t wake up at night
Of course the telly is switched off
Of course I know how to open an attachment
On the telephone with mum
One wonders who the parents are
On the telephone with mum
Half her talking, half me lying
No, there’s no noise behind
I’ve left that common girl
Of course I’ve got loads of friends
Of course, you’re the only woman for me
On the telephone, your kid
Wonders how to cut the cord
It’s comforting with mum
For every injury a bandage
But it’s clear to see in a fix
For each puncture a patch
But I guess who’s showing up in July
Your grand-daughter in an attachment