She’s Your Baby

She's Your Baby (LP Version) - Ween

Janey came back from the stand

Smiling

With the writing of Kafka in hand

And a bunny in a can

Slipping and sliding you feel

Yourself asking her

Why would you want me to try

Squeezing your wrist

And she's pulling you closer

Down where the devils are dying with laughter

Then led to a place where

There's no form of pleasure

She blows you a kiss from her lips

She's your baby

She's your baby

She's your baby

Those below us can not be renounced

'Cause they're talking

And for once I wish they'd

Shut up their mouths

Lock their doors and stay in the house

And while you're inside there

You might want to question the fact

That you're not quite the same

And look to the room

Where she's keeping so quiet

A million layers of crust and deposit

Blanket the seasons and bury the reasons

You told her that this was for good

She's your baby

She's your baby

She's your baby