Pig In A Sock

On the night I was born, there was a poor pig

Whose mother squished him because her love was too big

So my father insisted, my mother take me

And a pig in a sock, to sleep safely

So she took us to bed, a pig in a sock

And a new born baby, equally wrapped up

And as the cold light appeared and the new morning broke

Only two of the three of us rose and awoke

Poor old pig, stuck in a sock

Let him out, don't lock him up

Mother she cared, father he tried

But the larger I grew was the larger the divide

And the children at school, they just couldn't see

Why anyone would want to be friends with me

So I kept my head down 'til I met someone new

They said "the hell with the lot of them, you do you"

And that's when I knew, I wasn't a boy (no way)

I was a pig in a sock, and that's OK

I was a pig! And that's ok

Poor old pig, stuck in a sock

Let him out, don't lock him up

You do you, you do you, you do you babe

You do you, you do you, you do you