baby
why you not home yet
baby its getting late
i wish you would be home by now.
door bell rings
who could it be at this time
police on my left and right
my son’s [bad word] home tonight

baby, they don’t need to show
its over, i know
baby, they don’t need to show
flowers and football tops, i know
baby, baby, baby, why you?

no sweeping exits
no hollywood endings
flowers and football tops
don’t mean a thing.

my baby is six feet under
just another number
my daughter without her brother

baby, they don’t need to show
its over, i know
baby, they don’t need to show
flowers and football tops, i know

my baby is gone…

(you are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are grey
i hope you noticed
how much i loved you
how could they take my sunshine away)