I've lost my sense of humour br Can't think when I had it last br I know it was there br When I cut my own hair br But that was three weeks past br br I'm wondering where I've left it br I'm thinking where could it be br I had it in town br When I squeezed in that gown br I was sure a 12 would fit me br br You know I've just had a thought br My daughter was giggling last night br A sight rarely seen br From my cross, crabby teen br Perhaps she took it in spite br br Has she taken my sense of humour br Along with everything I own br Not content with just money br She wanted my funny br And has left me with her moan and groan br br Will I live like this forever.