What are you doing
Why are you fooling                                                        
around in the back seat of a car
Seeking to try to go too far
Now here you are baby girl
Here you are hair still in Shirley Temple curls
Willing to steal a little kiss
a little hit and a little miss
all in the back seat of a car
Willing to go with your so called lover too far
Going all the way willing to mark the day
you conceive whether or not you believe
Could be the doing day aka conception day
of your future baby’s birthday then what will you say
You open your eyes you look around
you find your baby’s daddy cannot be found
Notified your baby’s daddy flew the coop aka blown town
So now my friend you can only depend on you
And you know “Who” else too
That’s what you must do
You should have thought about this all first