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Thirty five thousand names
In the
Name, your
Baby book, she picked the one
Most perfectly precious
To help Peanut keep every last promise her mommy had
Made
"Peanut laugh, Peanut smile
No Peanut don't cry
It ain't adorable
Angels ain't angels with snot nose
And red running eyes."
Everyday of every year
She'd get so much bigger
While mom and her man only shrank from the
Truth they had made
"Peanut, you're here to be
My sweet accessory
To look so good on me
I know you're tired and hungry, but what about
Me?"
They beat her stride least a foot and a half
"For Christ's sake Peanut, keep up"
Every day, twice a day
They'd walk past my
Window
They smoke and they chat and drag their
Pink baby fat ball and
Chain, yeah
"Not today not today, no never today
You should know by now
When people who like me are waiting, kid, it ain't your day."
They beat her stride least a foot and a half
"For Christ's sake Peanut, keep up
I can't let you be why I don't have
Don't have nearly enough
Of all life's sparkly stuff
For Christ's sake Peanut, keep...
Up."
"When people who like me are waiting
Christ, Peanut, keep...
Up."