You left Billy with the kid

And all the selfless things you did with Billy

You left your home town in the spring

And turned your back on everything

You thought your life would just go by

Without a pause to wonder, don't be silly



But you can't live your life in the baby seat

You've got to stand on your own

Don't admit defeat



He came down from his retreat

She saw him later on the street

He said "You are the only one

to recognize that I'm the son"

So she bent down and kissed his feet

And then that night, between the sheets she told him



You can't live your life in the baby seat

You've got to stand on your own

Don't admit defeat

You can't live your life in the baby seat

You've got to stand on your own

Don't admit defeat



40 days at sea

Then she turned and said to me

"If we make it back

I'll renounce Jack Kerouac

And all that romantic crap

Like I'm an artist don't look back"



Now we're living somewhere else

We keep opinions to ourselves

But still we seek a sneaky peek at heaven

When the working week defeats us

If you think growing up is tough

Then you've just not grown enough, baby



You can't live your life in the baby seat

You've got to stand on your own

Don't admit defeat

You can't live your life in the baby seat

You've got to stand on your own

Don't admit defeat