Skeletons - Rickie Lee Jones

    She was pregnant in May
    Now they're on their way
    Dashing thru the snow
    To St. John's, here we go

    Well, it could be a boy
    But it's okay if he's girl
    Oh, these things that grow out of
    The things that we give

    We should move to the west side
    They still believe in things
    That give a kid half a chance

    When he pulled off the road
    Step in a waltz of ted moon-beams
    Said he fit an APB,
    A robbery nearby

    And he go for his wallet
    And they thought he was going for a gun
    And the cops blew Bird away

    Some kids like watching Saturday cartoons
    Some girls listen to records all day in their rooms
    But what do birds leave behind, of the wings that they came with
    If a son's in a tree building model planes?



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