Baby's Romance

The baby's sleeping in the crib on top

The baby's sleeping above you

You will lift him to the parking lot

Your car is waiting there for you

Your car is waiting there for you

I would like to see a little more propriety

Cooperate with me and answer me

Without a plea

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

The whiskey's waiting on the firetop

The baby's going to drink too

The lady's got no clue; she's at the shop

But if she'd knew then she'd kill you

The bugs are out cause they come out at night

Usually they just bite our hands

'Cause normally we have clothes on without a fight

But now fighting's a part of baby's romance

But now fighting's a part of baby's romance

I would like to see a little more propriety

Cooperate with me and answer me

Without a plea

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

Baby sleeps against graveyard flower pots

The baby's sleeping up against you

I think he'd prefer an old motel cot

Or any bed made without you

Or any bed made without you

I'd like to see a little more propriety

Cooperate with me and answer me

Without a plea

I would like to see a little more propriety

Cooperate with me and answer me

Without a plea

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

I know now, I know now, I know now

I'm never gonna tell on you

I'm never gonna tell on you

I'm never gonna tell on you