Someone's gonna have to explain it to me.-- I'm not sure what it
means;
my baby's feeling funny in the morning, she's having trouble getting
into her jeans.
Her waistline seems to be expanding, although she never feels like
eating a thing;
I guess we'll reach some understanding when we see what the future
brings.
Now baby's feelin' funny in the morning, she says she's got a lot on
her mind.
Nature didn't give any warning, now she's gonna have to leave her
wild ways behind
She says she doesn't care if she never spends another night running
loose on the town
she's gonna be a mother. Take a look in my eyes and tell me brother
if I look like I'm ready.
