Walk on by my fruitless market. Hills and hips and heartache. Tear stains kiss my swollen belly. Angel echo there. But it's fading. I am wasteful. I still feel you. No go baby. I still want you. No go baby. Spring clean your room. When I am asleep. Light house coats and vacuums. Put me back all spick and span. Brand new. Like you weren't there. Yes I'm brand new. New born virgin. I still feel you. No go baby. I still want you. No go baby. I'm so sorry. No go baby. I won't hold you. No go baby. I wrote this song long time ago. Before you ever were. About another little soul. Who never made it here