I'm only 47
Live with my mom
Hey don't knock it
She's the bomb

I fixed up the basement
Things are all cozy
No prying eyes
Away from the nosy

Its so darn convenient
Sleeping near a washer and dryer
Mom cleans my cloths
That's something I admire

Why get a job
With my TV downstairs
I play video games
Plus nobody cares

Mom buys my beer
I have liquid lunches
Sometimes I start early
Well those are just brunches

I get out all the time
Actually every now and then
Mom gives me money
Stay at the bar until ten

If I can't catch a ride
I ride my bike to the bar
When the weather is bad
Mom takes me in her car

I used to do drugs
When I lived in moms shed
She threatened me to stop
Now I'm straight in the head

Who needs that insurance
I'm fine with my tooth
This rash is going away
To tell you the truth

I'm a real catch
Well that's what they say
Mom's place will be mine
When she finally passes away

So I'll start very late
With the family life
When the ladies get to know me
They'll beg to be my wife