He maybe pouring her coffee
She maybe straightenin his tie
Maybe in a house or hidden by a hill
Shes sittin playin piano
Hes sittin payin the bills
Betcha theyre young
Betcha theyre smart
Bet theyre collecting like ashtrays and art
Betcha theyre good why shouldnt they be
Their one mistake was givin up me
So maybe now its time
And maybe when Im wake
Theyll be there calling me baby, maybe
Betcha he reads
Betcha she sews
Maybe shes made me a closet of clothes
Maybe theyre straight as straight as a line
Dont really care as long as theyre mine
So maybe now this prayer
The last one of its kind
Wont you please and get your baby
Maybe...