the children of the king Cry Baby Cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better So cry baby cry The king was in the garden picking flowers
Baby, don't you wanna cry? 'Cause I really need to And I really miss you Oh baby, I'm a lady, a baby, oh baby Well you haven't got much to say, uh-uh
hour will come A cry of fear from our children, worshiping the sun Mother Nature's black revenge on those who waste her life War babies in the Garden
Today my baby left me with a smile upon her face she was talking japanese about some individual space and now I find myself inside this jumbo bed I cannot
leave! Wasted Time Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby
for the children of the king Cry Baby Cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better So cry baby cry The king was in the garden picking
s hour will come A cry of fear for the chosen worshipping the sun Mother natures black revenge on those who waste her life War babies in the garden of
my baby! Don't die, my funny little darling! I'm going away for a little while, And shouldn't be gone for very long." Ooh, then I really fell for Geoffrey, our gardener
Μετάφραση: Κήπος ανόητου. Cry Cry Baby.
for the children of the king Cry Baby Cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better So cry baby cry The king was in the garden picking flowers
: Baby, don't you wanna cry? 'Cause I really need to And I really miss you Oh baby, I'm a lady, a baby, oh baby Well you haven't got much to say, uh
