Oh my baby.
So the way a Brisbane child bites,
that child hurts.
The way a Christmas child teeth,
that child hurts.
The way a child bites,
that child licks,
that child hurts.
Child.
Child.
Child.
But a handsome.
Oh my baby.
I said child,
child,
stand to the street,
let me miss the child,
only for tonight.
Kick the wall, turn the street, and back again.
Oh boy, you've been forgotten.
Child,
child,
stand to the street,
let me miss the child,
only for tonight.
Kick the wall, turn the street, and back again.
Oh boy, you've been forgotten.
It's a provincial presented but it never hurts.
I'm a mess of child like I'm child hurts.
Wait,
child,
poor child,
you never know how it hurts.
You're a child,
a naughty child,
but you're not a nobody.
Oh, I got a handsome.
Child,
child,
child,
child,
child,
child,
child,
handsome.
My baby.