The Dead Milkmen - Let's Get The Baby High lyrics

She looked like a corpse on my front porch Clutching the spawn of her latest divorce, saying Let's get the baby high Oh little pig, little pig, let me in I've traded food stamps for a bottle a' gin C'mon, let's get the baby high For someone like you to get custody Of an innocent child's a tragedy No, don't get your baby high Oh, just open up, I've got nowhere to go My man threw me out and it's starting to snow So, let's get the baby high I don't mean to question your parenting sk**s But I'm really amazed that kid hasn't been k**ed Please don't get your baby high For someone like you to criticize me Is really the height of hypocrisy So, let's get the baby high There's no way in hell I'll open my door I still have pictures from the time before No, don't get your baby high Yes I've traded my oldest for a couple a' lids But it's none of your business how I raise my kids Now, let's get the baby high For someone like you to get custody Of an innocent child's a tragedy No, don't get your baby high I've asked you politely, now I'm gonna be mean If you don't open up, I'm going to scream Let's get the baby high You can scream all you want but you're not gettin' in What you do to that kid is really a sin Please don't get your baby high For someone like you to criticize me Is really the height of hypocrisy Now, let's get the baby high It must be a boy because it's turning blue... Oh, cootchie, cootchie coo... She still stood like a corpse on my front porch Still clutching the spawn of her latest divorce, saying Let's get the baby high