Baby Face
He was always so needy
Needed to be in some woman's arms
They liked holding him close to them,
looking at his baby face
Baby loved sucking the bottle,
he couldn't keep a job
because he always failed the breath test
But baby didn't cry,
he always had some woman give him the suckling breast
Mommy lover would take care of him;
put money in his pockets
and give him a clean bed
Somewhere to lay his boyish head
The women loved kissing his baby face,
it brought out their best maternal instincts
Baby face needed them to care for him,
he would coo when they tickled his pride:
Said he was so fine ...
he was their baby sunshine ...
Said the baby was mine ...
Mommy's gonna take care of you all the time ...
Being treated like a child-man didn't shame him at all,
it only reinforced him feeling good about himself
He liked being pampered,
held close, because he was so needy
This man with the baby face
could be pacified so easy
Needing a surrogate mommy's love
is the milk baby face dreams of
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