| Song | Baby Girls |
| Artist | Shivaree |
| Album | Who's Got Trouble? |
| 作词 : McVinnie, Parsley | |
| Angels in the sitting room | |
| The wind gets here at seven | |
| Take the bread and baby shoes send them back to heaven | |
| And you can tell the boss she's keeping the curls | |
| Enough to decorate another dozen baby girls | |
| The flash is coming soon and we don't look so good | |
| Sorry that I sleep so much you've always understood | |
| Well here I go again so I will see you next eleven | |
| Cross yourself knock three times hope we throw a seven | |
| And you can tell the man she's keeping her eyes | |
| So she can see you coming all you dirty rotten guys | |
| She's never thrown a punch at least not until now | |
| You always make them violent you've always known just how | |
| They always tell stories they all go away | |
| We all break the baby and mothers to blame and then | |
| Some get up early some never pay | |
| Get used to it girlie its all for fun anyway | |
| Big ceremonies things that go fast | |
| Your cheer is such a treasure | |
| Your tears are like the weather | |
| There never meant to last |
| zuò cí : McVinnie, Parsley | |
| Angels in the sitting room | |
| The wind gets here at seven | |
| Take the bread and baby shoes send them back to heaven | |
| And you can tell the boss she' s keeping the curls | |
| Enough to decorate another dozen baby girls | |
| The flash is coming soon and we don' t look so good | |
| Sorry that I sleep so much you' ve always understood | |
| Well here I go again so I will see you next eleven | |
| Cross yourself knock three times hope we throw a seven | |
| And you can tell the man she' s keeping her eyes | |
| So she can see you coming all you dirty rotten guys | |
| She' s never thrown a punch at least not until now | |
| You always make them violent you' ve always known just how | |
| They always tell stories they all go away | |
| We all break the baby and mothers to blame and then | |
| Some get up early some never pay | |
| Get used to it girlie its all for fun anyway | |
| Big ceremonies things that go fast | |
| Your cheer is such a treasure | |
| Your tears are like the weather | |
| There never meant to last |