Dirty boy
With your hair all tangled
And a dusty face
Mama’s gonna clean you up
My dirty boy
Looking at me with your knowing eyes–
Old man eyes
Knowing,
Knowing this and that
And knowing way too much
To be my little boy
My little boy’s not knowing so much pain
Wipe away the pain with my warm, wet washcloth
Like I wipe clean your face
Take away your pain
Take you away from that hurtin’ place
‘Cause I’ve been there
And I don’t wanna go back
It’s so dark there
And cold
I ain’t gonna go back
I’m just gonna cling to you
Gotta cling to you
Like everything
And you–
You cling to me
And we’ll pretend
You’re not yet a man
My dirty boy.