Well, we cared and we cared
We always agreed, me and my man
We said someday we'll try the family plan
The first thing we tried was nothing at all
Of course, amateur writing,
We charted my tides, followed my moon
But then someday, it came a little too soon
I got the nine month of blues
Too much to gain and too much to lose
I got the nine -month blues
With little bitty things made
And cause we were friends
We still can't figure out what went wrong
But that's the first line
I got the nine -month blues
Too much to gain and too much to lose
I get out the dress and the sensible shoes
I got the nine -month blues
But the S .P .C., the F .P .A.
They said, keep that child,
The doctor said he had the right to refuse
The law says if you want to beat the noose
You gotta be rich or near to your grave
I got the nine -month blues
Too much to gain, too much to lose
And that time around, I got a McTwoos,
I got the nine -month blues
and I -L -L is what that made me.
and my mood started rising
I got the nine months of blues
Too much to gain and too much to lose
I want my old man to be happy
I got the nine months of blues
I got kids everywhere, two, three, four, five
I just can't swim without taking the dive
I went for advice, they said it to me
They said the next thing to try is the IUD
But the small print allows
But your kid'll be normal,
Even though you leased it
I got the nine -month blues
Too much to gain, too much to lose
I got the nine -month blues
I love my man, I love my kids,
It's not just the 40 weeks on my mind,
it's also the washing hanging on my line.
It could be the worry on the old man's face,
or thinking of the future
It all began with a loving and laughter,
after every nine months of blues.
Too much to gain, too much to lose,
we ought to have the right to choose to
sing the twenty year blues?