Don't tell me the date, I know it all too well
I believe the state I'm in is close to hell
I'm learning to pray, thinking deception
Maybe I'll just say 'Immaculate conception'
She's late she's late, my fear I can't hide
She's late she's late, will it be all right?
She's late she's late, is there something inside her tummy?
I wish I could I find this funny
Which way is reverse on this time machine?
Should have thought first, and used a magazine
I'm changing my life, no sex where I'm heading
I don't need a wife or a shotgun wedding