He had the brown of a small town in nebraska She had the blues of a sea beside alaska Even more than coffee and nicotine He loved to lay down beside her thursday morning It was all he could do just to keep his cool Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Ohhhh ooohhhohooo And in the tatoos of Kansas City She traces over them in her memory And in the evening when she is missing him Another body will fill his space again But it is all that she can do just to keep her cool Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Ohhhh ooohhhohooo ♪ In the orange of the sunset in your rearview When the night turns the rain into dew When I am singing love inside of you When you are pulling strong for the words, for the words It is all that you can do just to make it through... Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Oh my sweet pea my little baby Ohhhh ooohhhohooo ♪ He had the brown of a small town in nebraska She had the blues of a sea beside alaska