| Thank God we don’t get all our hurts at once
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| That would be a really bad thing
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| When my baby comes
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| Thank God we don’t get all our olds at one time
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| (Listen to me talking in my hospital gown!)
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| When my baby comes
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| Best thing about this place are the showers
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| Worst thing is the visiting hours
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| (Hey, careful of the carpet!)
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| When my baby comes
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| They had pistols and they had guns
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| They threw me on the ground as they entered into me
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| (I was only fifteen!)
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| When my baby comes
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| Just how long you gonna be, my baby?
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| Until you come?
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| She got hands as white as milk
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| And weaves a web of spider’s silk that glistens
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| When my baby comes
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| There is an ancient question behind her eyes
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| That I can’t even begin to describe
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| (Hey, don’t do that on the carpet!)
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| When my baby comes
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| Is there anyone out there wasted their lives?
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| On booze drugs husbands wives and making money?
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| When my baby comes
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| They had pistols and they had guns
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| My skirt above my head I was so much older
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| When I crawled out from their mushroom cloud
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| When my baby comes
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| Just how long you gonna be, my baby?
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| Until you come?
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| When she come?
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| When she come? |