If I weren't failing as my mother's poetaster, then I'd make a living off my life's disasters and I get the feeling they'll take control of me before too long ♪ I've made no secret of your great biology And I'm afraid to face my own anthropology, but I know it'll take control of me before too long, oh And I, I'm not lookin' to make the perfect baby But you've got some chromosomes I can't afford to let go So if you ever get the mind for mine Then I'd love to be the first in line I'd love to be the first in line I'd love to be the first in line