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.