Abort the child

A little old lady waits down the alley

To take that child away

Her knitting needles between your thighs

Will kill that baby today

Abort the child

Abort the child

If only you wore a ring my dear

Then it wouldn’t have to die

For if the Church approved your lust

You wouldn’t have to cry

Abort the child

Come on abort that child

Well your child would not be legitimate

That would be a disgrace

The Church does not approve

So you must save face

Abort the child

Come on abort that child

The little old lady makes quite a good living

Let’s hope her needles are clean

It’s a risk to your life

But at least your reputation will be clean

Abort the child

Come on abort that child

Well you can’t afford to keep it my dear

So baby it’s bye bye bye

Because the Church does not approve

Your baby it must die

Come on abort the child

Abort the child

Abort the child

Come on abort the child

Abort the child

Abort the child

Baby bye bye

Bye bye