Mom, he's here
He comes and knocking on a Friday night
With a box of black magic and a bottle of wine

And if she's with him, she waits outside
...
Oh, mum gets tired, mum gets sad

She sits in the kitchen, lost in the ...
Mum, she makes the breakfast ... all to school
Works at the municipal swimming pool

... moves so far away, he's doing a ... now
So we can't stay
Oh, how we smiled, how we loved

When he turned up in his sports car
No one's quite as much fun as uncle
No one's quite as much fun as uncle

No one's quite as much fun as uncle Dad

He's there without warning

He's gone in the morning
And never gets boring
Uncle Dad

Careful where your tips are on the firing range
Gets a little tense at the hostage exchange
Not all the hostages want to go

I'm the peace maker, so I go with the flow
Out to the car and in the backsit


And no one's quite as much fun as uncle
And no one's quite as much fun as uncle
And no one's quite as much fun as uncle Dad

He's there in the driveway
... it's Friday
His car is untidy

Uncle Dad

I remember once when he came in for a drink

And he was there in the morning
Sitting in the kithcen with a mug of instant coffee
And yawning, yawning, yawning

Mum was smiling when she went to school
...


Its always presence and its always treats
Back home is TV and it just repeats
She says he thinks that life's one long cartoon

He really wishes mum will get a boyfriend soon
Oh, yeah, we like her on ...
But we can't wait to get home again

Cause no one's quite as much fun as uncle
No one's quite as much fun as uncle
No one's quite as much fun as uncle Dad

He's there without warning
He's gone in the morning
And never gets boring

Uncle Dad