Baby’s Arm

There has been but one true love

In my baby’s arms, in my baby’s arms

And I got the hands to hold onto them

I get sick of just about everyone

And I hide in my baby’s arms

In my baby’s arms

Cause except for her, you know, as I've implied

I will never ever ever be alone

Cause it’s all in my baby’s hands

Shiny, shiny secret stones

In my baby’s hands

In my baby’s hands

I get sick of just about everyone

And I hide in my baby’s arms

Shrink myself just like a Tom Thumb

And I hide in my baby’s hands

Hide in my baby’s hands

Cause except for her

There just ain't nothing to latch onto

There has been but one true love

In my baby’s arms

In my baby’s arms

In my baby’s arms

In my baby’s arms

In my baby’s arms

In my baby’s arms