Andy's Babies Lyrics

Does it hurt to be polite
Or is it just cool to be unkind
Must you always hurt the ones you love
And then get paid back in time
Now, now, now
Andy is fine but his taste is not mine
Let me tell you I dont mean maybe
Im getting really tired of andys babies
Some say that children should be seen and not heard
Thats what id preferred
Lets go downtown for a wine
Im sure youll be forced to smile
When you see andys babies
And the bohemian lifestyle
Now, now now
Andys a saint
But im loosing my patience
I really dont mean maybe
Dont even wanna talk about andys babies
So andy says his children will inherit the earth
Isnt that absurd, in a word
Trudys in the bathroom
Shes trying to clean up her eyes
And donalds gone to mass
Yes we are thankful for that
Its eight in the morning
And still you cant get no sleep
On account of this perfect day and
All this white light white heat
Ah, isnt that sweet


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