Lyrics:

Thank God we don't get all our hurts at once
That would be a really bad thing
When my baby comes
Thank God we don't get all our olds at one time
(Listen to me talking in my hospital gown!)
When my baby comes
Best thing about this place are the showers
Worst thing is the visiting hours
(Hey, careful of the carpet!)
When my baby comes
They had pistols and they had guns
They threw me on the ground as they entered into me
(I was only fifteen!)
When my baby comes

Just how long you gonna be, my baby?
Until you come?

She got hands as white as milk
And weaves a web of spider's silk that glistens
When my baby comes
There is an ancient question behind her eyes
That I can't even begin to describe
(Hey, don't do that on the carpet!)
When my baby comes
Is there anyone out there wasted their lives?
On booze drugs husbands wives and making money?
When my baby comes
They had pistols and they had guns
My skirt above my head I was so much older
When I crawled out from their mushroom cloud

Just how long you gonna be, my baby?
Until you come?

When she come?
When she come?