Every time I open my mouth
I take off my clothes
I'm raw and frostbitten from
Being exposed
I got red scabby hands
And purple scabby feet
And you can smell me coming from
Halfway down the street
And I remember that old hotel had quite the smell
Where I'd go to use the phone
Between the donut shop and the pizza parlor
Where I learned to live alone
Sweet sixteen and smiling
My way out of any jam
Learning the ways of the world, oh my
Learning the ways of man
And I didn't really want a baby
And I guess that I had a choice
But I just let it grow inside me
This persistent little voice
And I guess I got her off and running
And then run off is what she did
And that's part of what I think about
When I think about that kid
I take off my clothes
I'm raw and frostbitten from
Being exposed
I got red scabby hands
And purple scabby feet
And you can smell me coming from
Halfway down the street
And I remember that old hotel had quite the smell
Where I'd go to use the phone
Between the donut shop and the pizza parlor
Where I learned to live alone
Sweet sixteen and smiling
My way out of any jam
Learning the ways of the world, oh my
Learning the ways of man
And I didn't really want a baby
And I guess that I had a choice
But I just let it grow inside me
This persistent little voice
And I guess I got her off and running
And then run off is what she did
And that's part of what I think about
When I think about that kid
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