Said the momma t the baby in the corn
You are my first born
You shall here on in be known as The Spotlight Kid
N the mornin cry of the rooster
The baby lay alone
N the old cow in the green grass
Shed white tears in the red hot sun
N The Spotlight Kid stood under the moon that evenin
Givin her alibis n eatin her a la modes
N the ice cream man searchin high n low
For his a la modes foe his a la modes
N the green frogs croakin around his abode
N the mud cat pond by the old willow road
All night the village waited n The Spotlight Kid never showed
She was up on the mountain
Tellin her alibis n eatin her a la modes
Momma still knew she was the one
She was the one who stole the pie from old Momma Eye
Window bare rockin chair groanin like ah grizzly bear
N the ice cream man searchin high n low
For his a la modes for his a la modes
All night the village waited n The Spotlight Kid never showed
She was up on the mountain tellin her alibis
N eatin her a la modes