Now it’s month eight
The biggest problem is the weight
But she goes in to the doctor
And it’s like she’s looking at a proctor
Your blood pressure is high
We have to check why
She’s sitting waiting for 2 hours
Her husband is outside wondering what’s going on
She finally told him come on
She asked if she could go home
The nurse said something that made her moan
She might have the baby today
The baby can’t stay in there any way
So her husband came up just in time
She has to have the baby she’s not really fine
She had a headache
She didn’t think much of it oh sake
Now she’s getting a room
To have the baby soon
She really doesn’t have any idea what she’s in for
Women don’t talk about it anymore
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