Love Child Is Coming Home

[Spoken]
One, two, one, two, three, four

Holdin' you so close to me
Makes me feel so good
Watching you grow lovelier
Like a woman should
Feeling you reach out for me, together all alone
Hold me, baby, don't look now
But your love child is coming home
Whirlpool, old fool
You're makin' up your own rules
She never fails to make you lose your cool
Your spirits sag, hopes drag
'Cause she puts you in her trick bag
Okay, alright, so who's uptight?
I'm the mad one to complain about what's happening
'Cause I've got my sunny, rainy day shining, raining
Oh, feeling you reach out for me, together all alone
Hold me, baby, don't look now
But your love child is coming home