Baby no name
Britta perssonYour scent – wet asphalt in may
Your laugh will sprawl over the planet
Will you come soon baby no name?
I know who your father is
You don’t have to worry about that
He is modern, kind and positive
I’m sure he’ll be a good dad
You’ll be in and out of trouble, baby no name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, baby no name
With two worlds to discover, baby no name
Between the ditches there is summer, baby no name
You’ll be in and out of trouble
The first few hours will be rough
It’s cold, bright and hard to grip
With too much noise and too much stuff
But you’ll get a hold of it
There’s a backdoor to our house
Leading out to the woods
You’ll pet a reindeer, kill a mouse
You move on to adulthood
You’ll be in and out of trouble, baby no name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, baby no name
With two worlds to discover, baby no name
Between the ditches there is summer, baby no name
You’ll be in and out of trouble, baby no name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, baby no name
Don’t think there is any other way, baby no name
You’ll be in and out of trouble, baby no name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, baby no name
Don’t think there is any other way, baby no name
You’ll be in and out of trouble, baby no name
You’ll be cruising like your mother, baby no name
With two worlds to discover, baby no name
Between the ditches there is summer, baby no name
You’ll be in and out of trouble