Can't get back my baby
No matter what I do
I can't get back my baby
No matter what I try to do
Whole world full of children shining
All I want is you
Fed my baby peanut butter
Fed my baby rice and beans
Can't put meat on the table
Can't grow backyard greens
Fed my baby peanut butter
Bills past due again
Want to burn that goddamn schoolhouse
Want to burn it to the ground
all those broken window schools
Just want to burn them down
Want to pack up all my babies
And leave this goddamn town
Five dollar bottle
couple gram of weed
Gonna buy myself a bottle
and a little bag of weed
I might as well buy something
I can't get what I need
Look at all the pretty babies
In their worn out tennis shoes
Look at all the pretty babies
Makes you want to sing the blues
Whole world full of children
All I want is you
I can't get back my baby
No matter what I do
I said I can't get back my baby
Baby
No matter what I do
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