Come. And Be My Baby ~ Angelou

Come. And Be My Baby
The highway is full of big carsgoing nowhere fastAnd folks is smoking anything that’ll burnSome people wrap their lives around a cocktail glassAnd you sit wonderingwhere you’re going to turn.I got it.Come. And be my baby.
Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrowBut others say we’ve got a week or twoThe paper is full of every kind of blooming horrorAnd you sit wonderingWhat you’re gonna do.I got it.Come. And be my baby.
~ Maya Angelou