Baby Came Home 2 / Valentines
She was five foot fourWith some money on the floorAnd box that's hidden under her bedI was only twenty twoWith a pocket full of truthBut I gave her everything that I hadWe were born and raised in the Golden StateMommy's gone and daddy's doing his bestI was brought up great living Section 8Social security's paying the rentThe landlord called, she said you gotta goLittle one you just lost your
She was five foot fourGetting money on tourBut her socks were at the end of my bedGot our names tattooed on each otherJust to prove to each otherThat we'd do what we saidOnly took a few days'Til our minds were made upAnd we thought we should try it againI was only 17 when we first tried thingsWhen she first made me feel like a man
Who am I gonna call?Who's gonna catch me when I-Who's the one you're sleeping with?
Don't you sit in front of meAnd wait for me to talkYou can call me upPhone works two ways, you knowThis time babyAnd I think that I'll be just fineI wish I could say the same for youI, yeah I do