Angels Comsat Baby
I don't want to be your 'baby'
I don't want to have to call for you
It's not my fault don't blame me
I won't be crawling around anymore
You wrap me up
Poor Chinese feet
The clothes I wear
They make me weak
I'm not trying to run
Before I can walk
The pillows talk
They talk to me
Poor Chinese feet
They tell me to walk >
Talk talk talk
Say something
Say something
'Baby-baby-baby-baby'
