Let's Get The Baby High Lyrics - Dead Milkmen

She looked like a corpse on my front porch 

Clutching the spawn of her latest divorce, saying 

Let's get the baby high 

Oh little pig, little pig, let me in 

I've traded food stamps for a bottle a' gin 

C'mon, let's get the baby high 

For someone like you to get custody 

Of an innocent child's a tragedy 

No, don't get your baby high 

Oh, just open up, I've got nowhere to go 

My man threw me out and it's starting to snow 

So, let's get the baby high 

I don't mean to question your parenting skills 

But I'm really amazed that kid hasn't been killed 

Please don't get your baby high 

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For someone like you to criticize me 

Is really the height of hypocrisy 

So, let's get the baby high 

There's no way in hell I'll open my door 

I still have pictures from the time before 

No, don't get your baby high 

Yes I've traded my oldest for a couple a' lids 

But it's none of your business how I raise my kids 

Now, let's get the baby high 

For someone like you to get custody 

Of an innocent child's a tragedy 

No, don't get your baby high 

I've asked you politely, now I'm gonna be mean 

If you don't open up, I'm going to scream 

Let's get the baby high 

You can scream all you want but you're not gettin' in 

What you do to that kid is really a sin 

Please don't get your baby high 

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For someone like you to criticize me 

Is really the height of hypocrisy 

Now, let's get the baby high 

It must be a boy because it's turning blue... 

Oh, cootchie, cootchie coo... 

She still stood like a corpse on my front porch 

Still clutching the spawn of her latest divorce, saying 

Let's get the baby high