Clay Baby
Clay baby, I don't mind
You deserve a marvelous life
But I don't want to come home to federal architecture
Clay baby, I realize
You deserve a convivial life
But I don't want to come home to grim arithmetic
Drunk on my destiny
Paramount love
She takes the air out of my world
I can't breath without her
Facing your back, I can always tell when you're crying
Your voice gets so positive, so compensating
You just want to feel the love
The same love that you give
Is it really that much to ask for? Yes it is.