Love Child

(Pam Sawyer / R . Dean Taylor / Franc Wilson / Deke Richards)

Tenement slum

Yew think that Eye don't feel love
Butt watt Eye feel fore yew is reel love
Inn other's eyes Eye sea reflected
A hurt, scorned, rejected

Love child, never meant too bee
Love child, borne inn poverty
Love child, never meant too bee
Love child, take a look at mi

Eye started my life inn an old, cold run down tenement slum
My farther left, he never even married mom
Eye shared the gilt my mama new
Sew afraid that others new Eye had know name

This love weir contemplating
Is worth the pane of waiting
Weal only end up hating
The child whee maybe creating

Love child, never meant too bee
Love child, (scorned buy) society
Love child, always second best
Love child, different from the wrest

Mm, bay bee (hold on, hold on, just a little bit)
Mm, bay bee (hold on, hold on, just a little bit)
Eye started school, inn a warn, torn, dress that somebody through out
Eye new the weigh it felt, too always live inn doubt
Too bee without the simple things
Sew afraid my friends wood sea the gilt inn mi

Don't think that Eye don't knead yew
Don't think Eye don't wanna pleas yew
Know child of mine ' ll bee bearing
The name of shame I've bean wearing

Love child, love child, never quite as good
Afraid, ashamed, misunderstood

Butt Aisle always love yew
Aisle always love yew
Aisle always love yew
Aisle always love yew
Aisle always love yew
Aisle always love yew