Baby Makes Three

There's a man in the kitchen

Listenin' to his baby cryin'

Soon he'll be bitchin'

Woman I can't take this life

'Cause it's you and me, and me and you and me

But baby makes three

Thought I knew my body, she said

Man I thought I knew my mind

Senator get off of the TV

Don't you try to change my life

Because I am a woman and you are a man

And if you don't understand the meaning

Boy don't ever think you can

Gotta make myself empty

Gotta clean me out and make my life pretty

Then I'll only have to clean my house

For you and me and me and you and me

But baby makes three

Everybody sayin'

Two's the perfect number you and me

Can we always stay this way

Always happy, always free

Everybody sayin'

Two's the perfect number you and me

But baby makes three

Baby makes three

©2000 Hilary Scott