Dead Milkmen - Let's Get The Baby High Lyrics
She looked like a corpse on my front porchClutching the spawn of her latest divorce, sayingLet's get the baby highOh little pig, little pig, let me inI've traded food stamps for a bottle a' ginC'mon, let's get the baby highFor someone like you to get custodyOf an innocent child's a tragedyNo, don't get your baby highOh, just open up, I've got nowhere to goMy man threw me out and it's starting to snowSo, let's get the baby highI don't mean to question your parenting skillsBut I'm really amazed that kid hasn't been killedPlease don't get your baby highFor someone like you to criticize meIs really the height of hypocrisySo, let's get the baby highThere's no way in hell I'll open my doorI still have pictures from the time beforeNo, don't get your baby highYes I've traded my oldest for a couple a' lidsBut it's none of your business how I raise my kidsNow, let's get the baby highFor someone like you to get custodyOf an innocent child's a tragedyNo, don't get your baby highI've asked you politely, now I'm gonna be meanIf you don't open up, I'm going to screamLet's get the baby highYou can scream all you want but you're not gettin' inWhat you do to that kid is really a sinPlease don't get your baby highFor someone like you to criticize meIs really the height of hypocrisyNow, let's get the baby highIt must be a boy because it's turning blue...Oh, cootchie, cootchie coo...She still stood like a corpse on my front porchStill clutching the spawn of he
