Girls can keep a secret
Can’t they
And they didn’t know
For almost thirty weeks
Before she started to show
She’d always seem to grow so fast
And all they ever had to do
Was ask
Boys can be such stupid bastards
For a superior race
Mistaking all her tears for laughter,
I rest my case
Maybe they were going steady
But the baby,
She just wasn’t ready
For this world
This world can be cruel sometimes
For the easily led
Don’t let yourself
Be fooled by sunshine
And what the Bible says
I’m not saying the Bible lies
It’s just that some things don’t apply
To this world
And all this comes to pass
When a child is born at last
Into the world at The Hotel Fleapit
How could this girl keep her secret
The prosecution and defence
Stepped down
And approached the bench
As she lay the body on the table
She wasn’t ready fit or able
For this world
And all this comes to pass
When a child is born at last
In this world
