Me Mother Became A Werewolf Paroles

Me mother became a werewolf
Oh I miss her homemade stew

Walking home on a Sunday morning
On that country road in Clare
I heard a strange howling
Riding on the air
The sight of her was paralyzing
All I could do was stare
Me dear Ma was a werewolf
Covered head to toe in hair

I called my brother Gavin
To run and get his gun
We're off chasing Mommy
Come on we're losing sun
She's quicker than a drunk scared rabbit
Don't it sound like hell of fun
Me poor mother is a werewolf
We can't stop 'til we're done Now rotten to the core
One bullet wouldn't do it, man
It must have taken four
We're a bunch of Paddy's on Ireland's werewolf hunting tour

Me mother became a werewolf
I swear to you it's true
Me mother became a werewolf
Oh what the hell are we to do

We caught her in County Sligo
Hiding in O'Hara's pub
She growled and bit at Old Mikey
Left his hand a bloody stub
Gavin pulled that cool hair trigger
Mom hit the floor with a flub
Me mother shot and wailing so we Gave her furry belly a rub

Six years since that Easter Sunday When our mommy went away
And all over Ireland you can
Hear the people say
If your mother becomes a werewolf
Don't consider it a sin
Just give a call to the werewolf wranglers
Young Franky and Gavin

Me mother became a werewolf
I swear to you it's true
Me mother became a werewolf
Oh what the hell are we to do
One minute she's making short bread
Now we keep her in a zoo
Me mother became a werewolf
Oh I miss her homemade stew

What the hell are we to do

We keep her in a zoo

I swear to you it's true

Aaahhhh-men

(Thanks to Dave for these lyrics)