Babies

Forget the middle Being what's played Gypsies have babies Just the same You know my name You just do That don't mean I told it to you Into my life, water came With it regret and shame Down to the banks Frozen and strained Flushed-faced, cold-handed Hopped up on cocaine For many reasons I left my home Most of the reasons I still don't know I meet my friends In the places I stay That don't mean I don't know my own way Into my life, water came With it regret and shame Down to the banks was the refrain Flushed-faced, cold-handed Hopped up on cocaine