Baby Make Cry

Baby make cry

Cry baby, cry

Say ur sorry,

Fur me fur me

I’m alone I’m not alone

No son, no daughter

Baby, cry, baby make cry

Fur me fur me

 

When winter stills and wood gets chopped

Baby make cry

When fire stoked and lemons dropped

Baby make cry

Too sour, too hot, too sharp for the pot

Oh dear, don’t leave me alone

I can’t handle it on my own

 

Lets get up this hill

One pedal revolution at a time

Baby make cry

Do it, stew it, fight me through it

Baby make cry

I’m ur supported, I’m ur champ

One more time, one more go

Round the merry, round the rose

Before we all die

And make baby go cry

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