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