Darla Songtext
von WHY?

darla, they′ve brought your eggs into my kitchen
i know you're wishin′ your bones weren't so soft
but your cage is just too small to move in,
we're fucking groovin′ in the city
it′s a pity that you can't be groovin′ too, boo.

and i know that you weren't born for a pot pie,
that you weren′t born for the cage in life
and i know that your ovulation's private
and you′re ready to be fertilized.


darla, you never said you were unhappy
or you feel crappy
never said anything at all
but i know you know you're not living the good life
if i could i'd pick lock you free,
you′d live with jeff and me on fairmount st.
that′d be neat.

and i know that you weren't born for a pot pie,
that you were born for the cage in life
and i know that your ovulation′s private
and you're ready to be fertilized.