Baby why you not home yet baby its getting late i wish you would be home by now. door bell rings who could it be at this time police on my left and right my son’s not coming home tonight baby, they don’t need to show its over, i know baby, they don’t need to show flowers and football tops, i know baby, baby, baby, why you? no sweeping exits no hollywood endings flowers and football tops don’t mean a thing. my baby is six feet under just another number my daughter without her brother baby, they don’t need to show its over, i know baby, they don’t need to show flowers and football tops, i know my baby is gone… (you are my sunshine my only sunshine you make me happy when skies are grey i hope you noticed how much i loved you how could they take my sunshine away)