Belly
Button Window
Well. I'm
up here in this womb
I'm looking
all around
Well, I'm
looking out my belly button window
And I see
a whole lot of frowns
And I'm
wondering if they don't want me around
What seems
to be the fuzz out there?
Just what
seems to be the hang?
'Cause you
know if ya just don't want me this time around,
yeah I'll
be glad to go back to Spirit Land
And even
take a longer rest,
before I'm
coming down the chute again
Man, I sure
remember the last time, baby
They were
still hawkin' about me then
So if you
don't want me now,
Make up
your mind, where or when
If you don't
want me now,
Give or
take, you only got two hundred days
'Cause I
ain't coming down this way too much more again
You know
they got pills for ills and thrills and even spills
But I think
you're just a little too late
So I'm coming
down into this world, daddy
Regardless
of love and hate
And I'm
gonna sit up in your bed, mama
And just
a grin right in your face
And then
I'm gonna eat up all your chocolates,
and say
"I hope I'm not too late"
So if there's
any questions,
make up
your mind
'Cause you
better give or take
Questions
in your mind
Give it
a take,
you only
got two hundred days
Way up into
this womb
looking
all around
Sure's dark
in here
And I'm
looking out my belly button window
And I swear
I see nothing but a lot of frowns
And I'm
wondering if they want me around.
