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