Someone's going to have to explain it to me



I'm not sure what it means



My baby's feeling funny in the morning



She's having trouble getting into her jeans



Her waist-line seems to be expanding



Although she never feels like eating a thing



I guess we'll reach some understanding



When we see what the future will bring



I met her in a crowded barroom



One of those typical Hollywood scenes



I was doing my very best Bogart



But I was having trouble getting into her jeans



I punched an unemployed actor



Defending her dignity



Well he stood up and knocked me through that barroom door



And that girl came home with me



Now baby's feeling funny in the morning



She says she's got a lot on her mind



Nature didn't give her any warning



Now she's going to have to leave her wild ways behind



She says she doesn't care if she never spends



Another night running loose on the town



She's gonna be a mother



Take a look in my eyes and tell me brother



If I look like I'm ready



I told her I had always lived alone



And I probably always would



And all I wanted was my freedom



And she told me that she understood



But I let her do some of my laundry



And she slipped a few meals in between



And the next thing I remember, she was all moved in



And I was buying her a washing machine



My baby's feeling funny in the morning



She says she's got a lot on her mind



Nature didn't give her any warning



But she's feeling better about it all the time



She says she's ready for some meaning



After all of her running around



Well bless my soul, she's got a rock-and-roll bandman



Thinking 'bout settling down