Where do Babies Come From
Ever since she was just a child
Her momma told her a bunch of lies
About how babies came from the skies
Now shes older
She really needs answers to put her at ease
Mommy, mommy
Tell me please
Where do babies come from really?
They come from boys who want to sit on their ass
They come from girls who like to grow up too fast
They come from screaming, fighting, makeup sex
They come from everybody but not you or else
What a beautiful mess I've made
I throw milk on the walls in rage
Oh, I'm tryna just forget the pain
Push him away like he pulled me about
Block out that image I could do without
Daddy, daddy
Help me now
How do I put this little light out?
It came from boys who don't want to be alone
It came from girls who sadly were running too slow
It came from screaming shouting
No, no, no
It came from me and the rest I don't really know
It turns out
They don't come from rainbows and love
They come from sad little boys who push and shove
They don't come from fairies at night
They come from scared little girls who couldn't put up a fight
They come from boys who want to sit on their ass
They come from girls who like to grow up too fast
They come from screaming, fighting, makeup sex
They come from everybody including yourself
They come from boys who don't want to be alone
They come from girls who sadly were running too slow
They come from screaming shouting
No, no, no
They come from me and the rest I don't really know
De dónde vienen los bebés
Desde que era sólo una niña
Su mamá le dijo un montón de mentiras
Sobre cómo los bebés vinieron del cielo
Ahora ella es mayor
Ella realmente necesita respuestas para tranquilizarse
mami, mami
Dime por favor
¿De dónde vienen realmente los bebés?
Vienen de chicos que quieren sentarse sobre su culo
Vienen de chicas a las que les gusta crecer demasiado rápido
Vienen de gritos, peleas, sexo reconciliado
Vienen de todos menos de ti o de los demás
Que hermoso desastre he hecho
Tiro leche a las paredes con rabia
Oh, estoy tratando de olvidar el dolor
Empujarlo lejos como él me jaló
Bloquea esa imagen de la que podría prescindir
Papi, papi
Ayudame ahora
¿Cómo apago esta lucecita?
Vino de chicos que no quieren estar solos
Vino de chicas que lamentablemente corrían demasiado lento
Vino de gritar gritar
No no no
Vino de mí y el resto realmente no lo sé
Resulta
No vienen del arcoiris y del amor
Vienen de niños tristes que empujan y empujan
No vienen de las hadas de la noche
Vienen de niñas asustadas que no pudieron resistir
Vienen de chicos que quieren sentarse sobre su culo
Vienen de chicas a las que les gusta crecer demasiado rápido
Vienen de gritos, peleas, sexo reconciliado
Vienen de todos, incluido usted mismo
Vienen de chicos que no quieren estar solos
Vienen de chicas que lamentablemente corrían demasiado lento
Vienen de gritar gritar
No no no
Vienen de mi y el resto no lo sé muy bien
Escrita por: Melanie Martinez