the Ultrasound

Let me steep, I’m

　　Full of treats, I’m

　　Full of things that you don’t know

　　When it starts

　　You’ll lose heart,

　　So take a walk and let me grow.

　　Cause I know how to try

　　I don’t blink an eye when

　　Things aren’t going quite

　　Like you thought they would

　　When it’s spring I’ll

　　Calm the bees, I’m

　　Full of fruit trees

　　You don’t know me

　　And Oh, times are hard when

　　It gets to the part when

　　They hall the ultrasound in for some proof.

　　Let me steep I’m

　　Full of treats, I’m

　　Full of things that you don’t know