MEan: She looked like a corpse on my front porch Clutching the stone of her latest divorce, saying BGoth: Let's Aget the bEaby high! WEoman: Oh Little pig, little pig, let me in! I've traded food stamps for a bottle of gin, c'mon G Let's getA the babEy high! MF♯an: For someone liC♯ke you to get custody F♯ Of an innocenC♯t child is a tragedy, A You Bwon't geEt your baby high. WEoman: Oh, just open up, i've got nowhere to go. My man threw me out and it's starting to snow, so G Let's gAet the Ebaby high! MEan: I don't mean to question your parenting skills, But i'm really amazed that kid hasn't been killed! G Please Adon't geEt your baby high. WF♯oman: For someone likeC♯ you to criticize me F♯ Is really the heC♯ight of hypocrisy! A So leBt's get tEhe baby high!Standard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo
BridgeE C repeated several times MEan: There's no way in hell I'll open my door, I still have pictures from the time before G You won'At get youEr baby high. WEoman: Yes i've traded my bullets for a couple of lids, But it's none of your business how i raise my kids! G Now letA's get Ethe baby high! MF♯an: For someone like yoC♯u to get custody F♯ Of an innocenC♯t child is a tragedy, A You wonB't get yEour baby high. WEoman: I've asked you politely, now i'm gonna be mean- If you don't open up, i'm going to scream! G Now leAt's get tEhe baby high! MEan: You can scream all you want but you're not gettin' in What you do to that kid is really a sin! G Please doAn't get Eyour baby high. WF♯oman: For someone liC♯ke you to criticize me F♯ Is really the heiC♯ght of hypocrisy! A Now Blet's getE the baby high!
BridgeE C repeated several times MEan: She stood still like a corpse on my front porch Still clutching the stone of her latest divorce, saying G Let's Aget the Ebaby high.