He tells me my name is baby.
And I let him all the same.
My self respect brushed under the carpet
with the promise of quick fame.
He tells me my name is baby.
It makes my mother sad.
She shakes her head in disapproval,
and blames it on my dad.
He tells me my name is baby,
and I let him all the same.
My self respect brushed under the carpet,
and I'll later name it shame.