Too petty, his little girl, you've gone so far Keep begging until you're smiling, you're a movie star Songs from the 50s your mom used to sing Oh, in the kitchen while she's making dinner for your family Keep dreaming, baby girl, keep your head up high Waiting for your mama to sing lullabies Well daddy isn't here and mama's smoking stacks Oh, headaches from the smoke you smell ain't getting wrecked Closer to encourage and I'll be awake Sing yourself to sleep learn how to be afraid All you haven't got, always a rivalry While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe Don't you worry now you sleep you little thing Daddy will come back and therefore he will sing Sing your precious lullaby to you he will While mama smokes her cancer till the dawn still Closer to encourage and I'll be awake Sing yourself to sleep learn how to be afraid All you haven't got, always a rivalry While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe Closer to encourage and I'll be awake Sing yourself to sleep learn how to be afraid All you haven't got, always a rivalry While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe