My black market white baby dealer 

Is hunting around overseas 

My black market white baby dealer 

Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me 



He brings back 

Oh my God, he brings back 

He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies 



My smile is dime a dozen 

My lips are cherry red 

My eyes are blue like the sky is blue 

I got good shoulders under my head 

I look like your mother 

I look like your great-aunt 

Sit me down in your family photo 

And everyone tells me that I, I look just like you 



My black market white baby dealer 

Is hunting around overseas 

My black market white baby dealer 

Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me 

Clean, fresh white babies to me 

Clean, fresh white babies to me