Oh, where, oh where can my baby be?
The doctor took the thing out of me
It's gone to Heaven, but I'm going to Hell,
At least that's where I'm doomed if you believe . . . Falwell

Fooling 'round in the back of my boyfriend's car
We decided to go too far
I hoped for blue, but the test came out read
If my parents find out about this, I'm dead
I found a place that did it underground
I'll never forget the sucking sound,
The smell of anaesthetic gas,
The metal tube stuck up . . . my ass

Oh, where, oh where can my baby be?
The doctor took the thing out of me
It's gone to Heaven, but I'm going to Hell,
At least that's where I'm doomed if you believe . . . Falwell

Then I woke up, I walked up, raised the blinds,
There were people holding picket signs
Some of them were holding cans of mace
And one of them shoved his sign in my face
The mob he led reviled
me, they said:
"You kill babies, now you've got us riled"
They told the meds: "We'll give you one last chance,
Close this place down, or get more than just rants"
Well, it got blown up later by the Christian Right
I've not become pro-life . . . despite.

Oh, where, oh where can my baby be?
The doctor took the thing out of me
It's gone to Heaven, but I'm going to Hell,
At least that's where I'm doomed if you believe . . . Falwell

Ooooooh, oo-oo-oo-ooooooooh,
Ooooooh, oo-oo-oo-ooooooooh,
Ooooooh, oo-oo-oo-ooooooooh,
Ooooooh, oo-oo-oo-ooooooooh . . .