She had thirteen kids, each one had thirteen problems

Three uppers, ten downers, just to put up with this

And she don't know which children belong to which father

But she loves them all anyway and they each get a kiss And the toilet ain't flushin' and the toaster is smokin'

The vacuum don't suck but it needs a new belt But she saw the world through the eyes of a child

And remembers how good it was and how good it felt He picks up the paper from the bitter cold mornin'

He'd just gone to sleep, he had to get up for work

But by morning he's a watchman and by night he's a waiter

In the late afternoon he works as a clerk And he can't pay the doctor bills, he just can't afford the pills

The car's repossessed and the child supports due But he saw the world through the eyes of a child

Big problems seem smaller and old things seem new Well she was just six when she turned her first trick

Now she's thirteen and it don't make her sick

And she does lots of crystal and she owns her own pistol

Got a goldfish named Silver and a pimp who's named Rick And some are like customers and some are like patients

She'd have gone back to school if she'd just had the patience But she saw the world through the eyes of a child

None of the nightmares, and nothin' to deny She saw the world through the eyes of a child

If she's seen it all and she knows they're all lies