She's got a seed in the belly
She waters it with the smoke all day
She knows the name of the planter
She's damned she's ever gonna say
Well the seed became a baby
Born shakin' crazy for a fix
And mother's jonesin' too
So in a week it's back to the tricks
She says "Look at me, stare
She's home in the doorway
She's got some paper for a roof
She's got a lie she believes in
She's got some bushes for a toilet
She's got a fountain for a pool
Keeps her wings and pretty jewels
She says "Look at me, stare
She says "Look at me, stare
She's got a seed in the belly
She waters it with the smoke all day
She knows the name of the planter
She's damned she's ever gonna say
Well the seed became a baby
Born shakin' crazy for a fix
And mother's jonesin' too
So in a week it's back to the tricks
Come on make room for the seed
Yeah, sugar daddy give a little for the seed
Come on make room for the seed