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• Artiste: Lost & Found
• Titre: Baby
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Her shaved head and her pierced nose, Her big rotweillers and her tie-dyed clothes, Her Dr. Martins with her biker tights, Her long black leggings on a hot summer night And nobody calls her baby, Nobody says "I love you so," Nobody calls her baby, I guess she'll never know His working boots and flannel shirts, His sympathies buried as deep as his hurts, Long lonely walks with nowhere to go, His only appointment's with a tv show And nobody calls him baby, Nobody says "I love you so," Nobody calls him baby, I guess he'll never know Eighty pounds, she's hardly whole, Losing her body to gain some control, Hours alone in some tanning salon, Trying a smaller and smaller size on And nobody calls her baby, Nobody says "I love you so," Nobody calls her baby, I guess she'll never know His Pin-striped suits and wing-tipped shoes, His lap-top computer and his Wall Street news, He makes his plane and keeps his pace, He hides his pain behind a poker face And nobody calls him baby, Nobody says, "I love you so," Nobody calls him baby, I guess he'll never know But somebody loves those babies, Somebody loves what we can't see, And if somebody told them maybe, Thos babies would be free