A've a baby in ma belly and ma stomach is very hungry,
these streets have been ma provider and friend since fourteen.
My ma and da are junkies, black veins cost their souls to die,
from home to home, spent ma birthday last week in Cornton Vale, I just turned seventeen.
Oh my baby, my baby.
Twitty quid a pop at me, any stranger in this town could be yer da,
but it's gonna be you and me forever and i'll make things right.
Get aff these streets, get a proper job, in our own wee pad,
starting right now, thats me done, no more stealing or walking streets at night.
Oh my baby, my baby.
All I wanted was someone to love me and for me to love them back,
and you are here seventeen years & 9 months on, I have my own joy.
Am trying ma hardest to stay on this narrow, patched right track,
as long as I have you, i'll get there my little man, my little boy.
My baby, my baby, my baby, oh my baby.
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