Dragging my guitar round maternity ward I was in search of the umbilical chord But it was all in vain so I jumped on a train And when I reached my home the kids were on the patio Looking quite upset, so I asked them what was wrong And they said:
Dragging my guitar round maternity ward I was in search of the umbilical chord But it was all in vain so I jumped on a train And when I reached my home the kids were on the patio Looking quite upset, so I asked them what was wrong And they said: