Carl L. Marsh)





my baby works like a miner do

she treats my body like

a mountain range

some people say

gotta look out for her

some people tell me

that my baby's strange



love kills

love kills



my baby stands like an oil rig stands

she drills as deep as the ocean floor

some people say

enough's enough

but my baby she just drills

some more



love kills my baby

love kills my baby

love kills my baby and me



my baby turns as the planet turns

she rolls the world from day to day

some people say

the earth could move

but i know that's just my baby's way