Baby Lyrics

Ira Wolf Baby

He met her smokin' cigarettes in the men's room
He liked her high heels, she like his tattoos
She said she'd never been east of the west coast
Couldn't stand all the palm trees and windows

Called herself "Baby"
Baby

Growin' up in a first world's worst dream
Grace-givin', God-fearin' good family
But when his hair grew long and his skin grew soft
All they saw was all wrong

Didn't see baby
Baby

She took him walkin' down the streets of her hometown
And she showed him how she makes her livin' now
And he made her swear she'll break out
Somehow

And he thinks about her even now
Wonder where she's been and how
And if she's smokin' cigarettes in the men's room
He wants to show her his new tattoo

It says "Baby"
Baby
Baby