I'm looking all around
 Well, I'm looking out my belly button window
 And I see a whole lot of frowns
 And I'm wondering if they don't want me around

 What seems to be the fuzz out there?
 Just what seems to be the hang?
 'Cause you know if ya just don't want me this time around,
 yeah I'll be glad to go back to Spirit Land
 And even take a longer rest,
 before I'm coming down the chute again
 Man, I sure remember the last time, baby
 They were stlll hawkin' about me then
 So if you don't want me now,
 Make up your mind, where or when
 If you don't want me now,
 Give or take, you only got two hundred days
 'Cause I ain't coming down this way too much more again

 You know they got pills for ills and thrills and even spills
 But I think you're just a little too late
 So I'm coming down into this world, daddy
 Regardless of love and hate
 And I'm gonna sit up in your bed, mama
 And just a grin right in your face
 And then I'm gonna eat up all your chocolates,
 and say "I hope I'm not too late"

 So if there's any questions,
 make up your mind
 'Cause you better give or take
 Questions in your mind
 Give it a take,
 you only got two hundered days

 Way up into this womb
 looking all around
 Sure's dark in here
 And I'm looking out my belly button window
 And I swear I see nothing but a lot of frowns
 And I'm wondering if they want me around