I don't want to be your baby
I don't want to have to call for you
It's not my fault don't blame me
I won't be crawling around anymore
You wrap me up
Poor Chinese feet
The clothes I wear
The make me weak
I'm not trying to run
Before I can walk
The pillows talk
They talk to me
Poor Chinese feet
They tell me to walk>
Talk talk talk
Say something
Say something
Baby, baby, baby, baby
