Nine months to give a child
Seems desperate, I’m afraid
Amidst the dreams and drowse
I need a full decade
If I have to choose a reason
I reckon it’s waiting lines
They tend to get me down
If I have to pick a reason
It’s women on bicycles
They get me all around
It’s funny this debut
Was realized by you
Let’s charge towards the folk
They will know us from the white smoke
If I had to choose a reason
I reckon it’s hedges
They tend to get me down
If I had to pick a reason
I’d blame it on teenagers
They also get me down