Molly

Molly never had a chance to have a love affair

Her mom stayed sick, and her dad stayed drunk

And her baby sister never seemed to care

When her body ached for loving, she just took it all with a smile

And baby sister made the rounds and left Molly with her child

Now Molly's got her hands full, raising baby sister's child

Every time she holds it close, a tear rolls from her eye

'Cause her mama's gone to heaven and her dad to God knows where

And baby sister's in LA with flowers in her hair

Now Molly's got no one to love or to be loved by except a child

That her baby sister didn't want because she said it cramped her style

Don't cry little baby, somebody needs you now

Molly will kiss you, and rock you to sleep and make it all up somehow

Molly will kiss you, and rock you to sleep and make it all up somehow