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DEAD MILKMEN - Let's Get The Baby High



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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




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