Sore Tummy

You don't know what I want You don't know anything The doctors don't know anything It's not right, not right Scream out loud and kick the wall Will you run when I call? The doctors don't know anything It's not right, not right Well my belly sure does hurt me But it's O.K. 'cause I feel damn alive The contractions come and go like a birth But if a baby's on the way, I'd be surprised Be surpri-i-i-i-ised He looks like a junkie sometimes But junkies have beautiful eyes The doctors don't know anything It's not right, not right You're all tired of hearing me Talk about the "sore tummy" The doctors don't know anything It's not right, not right Well my belly sure does hurt me But it's O.K. 'cause I feel damn alive The contractions come and go like a birth But if a baby's on the way, I'd be surprised Be surpri-i-i-i-i I-i-i-i-i I-i-i-i-i I-i-i-i-ised I-i-i-i-i I-i-i-i-i I-i-i-i-i I-i-i-i-i