Not exactly in the
Lap of luxury, you
were not quite of
blue blood, but you
know you went to bed
with a belly full of
supper, you were safe
as a bug in a rug,
You were swaddled
and jolly molly coddled,
Like a dolly and your
mommy maybe gave a
little shrug, when you
threw a temper tantrum
for another piece of
something that other
kids only dream of

Baby face, Baby face,
Looking for a season in hell,
Baby face, Baby face,
I hope you learn
your lesson well

Now you've chosen
poverty, you did
it for the sake of
being hip, begging
for a dollar never
doubting for a
moment your
bohemian indigence,
And you wonder
why the folks in
your run down
neighborhood don't
recognize you as a
kindred soul,
'Cause you gotta
bed in a sunny sub-
division anytime
you wanna run home

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