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Lyrics > D - F > Dead Milkmen > Let´s Get The Baby High
Let´s Get The Baby High
(album: Not Richard, But Dick)
She looked like a corpse on my front porch
Clutching the spawn of her latest divorce, saying
Let´s get the baby high
Oh little pig, little pig, let me in
I´ve traded food stamps for a bottle a´ gin
C´mon, let´s get the baby high
For someone like you to get custody
Of an innocent child´s a tragedy
No, don´t get your baby high
Oh, just open up, I´ve got nowhere to go
My man threw me out and it´s starting to snow
So, let´s get the baby high
I don´t mean to question your parenting skills
But I´m really amazed that kid hasn´t been killed
Please don´t get your baby high
For someone like you to criticize me
Is really the height of hypocrisy
So, let´s get the baby high
There´s no way in hell I´ll open my door
I still have pictures from the time before
No, don´t get your baby high
Yes I´ve traded my oldest for a couple a´ lids
But it´s none of your business how I raise my kids
Now, let´s get the baby high
For someone like you to get custody
Of an innocent child´s a tragedy
No, don´t get your baby high
I´ve asked you politely, now I´m gonna be mean
If you don´t open up, I´m going to scream
Let´s get the baby high
You can scream all you want but you´re not gettin´ in
What you do to that kid is really a sin
Please don´t get your baby high
For someone like you to criticize me
Is really the height of hypocrisy
Now, let´s get the baby high
It must be a boy because it´s turning blue...
Oh, cootchie, cootchie coo...
She still stood like a corpse on my front porch
Still clutching the spawn of her latest divorce, saying
Let´s get the baby high
