| She had a criminal conversation with the devil
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| On the back seat of a burned out Toyota Camry
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| She said she’d finally found a way to start a family
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| But not one soul could conceive that she was on the level
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| And the strange thing was she didn’t seem to care
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| He got what he came for and left her to kiss the air
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| But the baby burned like bitumen inside her
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| That inhuman son of a bitch never even called her
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| The doctor said, 'It'll be some kind of daughter'
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| She dreamed she gave birth to a thousand spiders
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| Who crawled up to her ear and called her mother
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| And whispered words of wonder from her other love
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| There There, There There
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| It’ll be all right, It’s just a dream
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| A bad dream baby
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| The days flew by like petals on a flower
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| Until the hour she screamed out with a vengeance
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| The busy father could not be in attendance
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| Although he sent his people to the baby shower
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| And her tiny eyes were brighter than the sun
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| And shone upon her mother more than anyone
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| There There, There There
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| It’ll be all right, It’s just a dream
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| A bad dream baby
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| Now when mother dreams her dark and handsome stranger
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| Good daughter brings her messages and money
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| Changes dirt and dust to bread and honey
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| The dowager’s reward for peopling the manger
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| And that little girl is growing in this world
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| You can tell she’ll always be her daddy’s girl
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| You can tell she’ll always be her daddy’s little girl
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| It’ll be all right, It’s just a dream
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| A bad dream baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bad Dream Baby , by - John Wesley Harding. Song from the album The Confessions Of St. Ace, in the genre Иностранный рок