Wont you come, come back to Earth?
They all concerned
You know how theyre worried for you
And all their words, they jar my nerves I know
Each curse by each new kiss is run through
Nothing comes to nothing without my baby
Nothing ever comes to nothing without my baby
Thats an Amwellian deal
Tongue soaked in booze says
Its filthy and much older than you
The sick sick news, the sickly news pulls out a sickle so shiny cuts the tongue in two
And the music sways and forays and searches and says
Give me the young man in blue
The music sways and forays and searches and says
Break your heart in two
Nothing comes to nothing without my baby
Nothing ever comes to nothing with my baby
All I ever do is
Ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah
Ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah, ah, ah, ah
Nothing ever comes to nothing without my baby
Nothings ever good for nothing with that lady, oh, no
Nothing ever comes to nothing without my baby
Nothing ever comes to nothing without my baby
Ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah
Ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah-eeh-ah, ah, ah, ah
Nothing comes to nothing without my baby
Nothing ever comes to nothing with my baby