Tommaso can you please give me a call

It's after two, you know

Tommaso gimme a call

I'm not going to bed until you call me

Mom and dad made you a rolling stone

They just want you to pick up your phone

And call them for once, call them

Maso when you comin' back home?

My son please know you're never alone

With us here, with us here

Three in the morning waiting on the couch

Don't even know what to worry all about

But their baby boy, baby boy

Oh I miss, when you were young

Oh how, you grew up

We had four kids who we love a lot

And all of them are right around the block

Except you, except you

We accept you, yeah no matter what

But we hate that you been smoking pot

Yeah we hate it, oh we hate it

Mom and dad got married in the 80s

Dedicated their lives to having babies

And raising them right

Now they keeping them up at night

Oh I miss, when you were young

Oh how, you grew up

We'll be missing seeing you at dinner

Hoping you ain't hangin' out with sinners

Anymore, anymore

Call your grandma sometimes

Call your grandma, call your brother too

Oh please do

We're hoping to see you for the holidays

Not only when we'll be lyin' in our graves

When we're gone, oh now that you're gone

Oh I miss, when you were young

Oh how, you grew up