Baby Seat

You left Billy with the kid
 And all the selfless things you did with Billy
 You left your home town in the spring
 And turned your back on everything
 You thought your life would just go by
 Without a pause to wonder, don't be silly
 But you can't live your life in the baby seat
 You've got to stand on your own
 Don't admit defeat
 He came down from his retreat
 She saw him later on the street
 He said "You are the only one
 to recognise that I'm the son"
 So she bent down and kissed his feet
 And that night between the sheets she told him
 You can't live your life in the baby seat
 You've got to stand on your own
 Don't admit defeat
 You can't live your life in the baby seat
 You've got to stand on your own
 Don't admit defeat
 40 days at sea
 Then she turned and said to me
 "If we make it back
 I'll renounce Jack Kerouac
 And all of that romantic crap
 Like I'm an artist dont' look back"
 Now we're living somewhere else
 We keep opinions to ourselves
 But still we seek a sneaky peek at heaven
 When the working week defeats us
 If you think growing up is tough
 Then you're just not grown up enough, baby
 You can't live your life in the baby seat
 You've got to stand on your own
 Don't admit defeat