Mother Drunk on Wine

Oh, hm-hm

You came to life on a Thursday when I was 31

Yeah, the nurses all just stood around

Twiddling their thumbs

While I screamed at the top of my lungs

Screamed at the top of my lungs

And I drifted off somewhere

I met my body as a child

And she told me you'd be beautiful

Then she held me so tight

Then the doctor dressed in leather

He left his headshot in your chart

And I had to ask the nursery staff

Not to doll you up

Yeah, you're like me, you don't wear no blush

No, we don't need no blush

And our house had frozen over

In the months before you came

But your breath kept us warm

In which ever room you laid

Ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Now I have washed my body clean, I've turned a deadbeat to desire

If I seem to burn in silence, it's just the memory of fire

And these glances that we cast

I pray they do not pierce your skin

Yeah, we made the move together

But it's you we're circling

And from now on

I'm only looking in

Oh, I'm only looking in

I'm only looking in

I'm only looking in