Lyrics:
Momma she had complicationsThere's nothing very strange about thatNuns said 'we can't kill that babyWe'll have to let your mother die'We are all just lilies of the valleyWe neither reap nor sowWe need to get our hands a little dirtyTo make our gardens grow, hey heyWay too many people on this islandGetting way too crowded on this boatNeed someone to bail some waterIf we're gonna keep this thing afloatI like a little sugar in my coffeeI don't mean sweet 'n' lowYou don't know what you want until you find itI believe you'll tell me soI need a little water in my gardenI need a little sunlight on my headI need someone to cover me with kissesWhen I'm all alone and scaredWe are all just lilies of the valleyWe neither reap nor sowWe need to get our hands a little dirtyTo make our gardens growI like a little sugar in my coffeeI don't mean sweet 'n' lowI - like to cover me with kissesTo make my garden grow