U2, Sinéad O’Connor - I'm Not Your Baby lyrics
[U2, Sinéad O’Connor - I'm Not Your Baby lyrics]
It's a beautiful day
Everything is goin' my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe, got to get away to be impossible
Isn't that difficult
In the city you're invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is alright everything is alright
I'm not your baby, please
Tourist in a traffic jam
Babycham and handicam
I'm not your mother, you're not my man
I'm not your baby
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not ill
I'm not your baby everything is alright, etc
Cut out the poetry let's hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colours all run out of me
You've brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
It's heavy as a shopping bag
Full of things I should give back
Everything is alright everything is alright
I'm not your baby, please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didn't drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Don't know what got into me
Daylight a kinda robbery
The night is your geography you're not white
You're pink and rosy you could be right
But you're way above me
I'm in recovery
A star of pornography i'm a tourist
There's a lot to see
You don't like the photographs of me
So, you've got a lot to say
You don't sleep around
But sometimes you stray you don't believe
But oftentimes you pray for something
What is it babe?
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not sick
I'm not your baby everything is alright
Everything is alright i'm not your baby
Everything is goin' my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe, got to get away to be impossible
Isn't that difficult
In the city you're invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is alright everything is alright
I'm not your baby, please
Tourist in a traffic jam
Babycham and handicam
I'm not your mother, you're not my man
I'm not your baby
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not ill
I'm not your baby everything is alright, etc
Cut out the poetry let's hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colours all run out of me
You've brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
It's heavy as a shopping bag
Full of things I should give back
Everything is alright everything is alright
I'm not your baby, please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didn't drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Don't know what got into me
Daylight a kinda robbery
The night is your geography you're not white
You're pink and rosy you could be right
But you're way above me
I'm in recovery
A star of pornography i'm a tourist
There's a lot to see
You don't like the photographs of me
So, you've got a lot to say
You don't sleep around
But sometimes you stray you don't believe
But oftentimes you pray for something
What is it babe?
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not sick
I'm not your baby everything is alright
Everything is alright i'm not your baby