Jungle Telegraph

Mama had a epidural Hoping i would be a girl. The night was black, the sky was blue The darker clouds are showing noon I heard screaming, the doctor shouts, Didn't give in, I came out. And here i am. I found my way, down the street. Chicken hawks, filled with meat. The man was big, the gun was loaded, She had cash, but never showed it, I heard screamin', bleeding throat And baby i got on that boat. And here i am. Now im up here in the trees Shaking off the bugs and fleas The days are long, the sun is beatin' He says (it says) i don't die with you Send me some lovin' Send me some lovin' Send it now Send it by giraffe, on jungle telegraph