A little Boy was born nearby some fifty years ago
His name was Mo, Mo, Mo.
They could've called Clive or so
They didn't call him Joe
They called him Mo, Mo, Mo.
We're gonna give you
Mo, love
Mo, good wishes
Mo, smiles
Mo, sweet kisses
Mo, hits
And none of them misses, no, no, no.
Not for our good Mo.
A smile that you give at comes back always to you know
We love you Mo, Mo, Mo.
Whatever that it takes, I know
You have it and it shows
We love you Mo, Mo, Mo.
We're gonna give you
Mo, love
Mo, good wishes
Mo, smiles
Mo, sweet kisses
Mo, hits
And none of them misses, no, no, no.
Not for our sweet Mo.
For where I sit or stand
I hear it on my radio
They're singing Mo, Mo, Mo.
Mo, Mo, Mo.
This day is truly yours forever
Reaping what you've sown
In bringing us Mo, Mo, Mo.
Mo, Mo, Mo.
We're gonna give you
Mo, love
Mo, good wishes
Mo, smiles
Mo, sweet kisses
Mo, hits
And none of them misses, no, no, no.
Not for our good Mo.
Mo, love
Mo, good wishes
Mo, smiles
Mo, sweet kisses
Mo, hits
And none of them misses, no, no, no.
Not for our good Mo.
Go get them Mo...