How Will I Know (I'm Done Having Babies?)
(To the tune of "How Will I Know" by Whitney Houston)
There's a George I know, he's the babe I've dreamed of
Even through the cries, takes me to a higher love, mm mm
Oh I lose control, can't seem to get enough, uh huh
My heart aches just thinking, tell me are we really done? Ooo!
How will I know (Don't crush your feelings)
How will I know
How will I know (Duh, don't be greedy)
How will I know?
How will I know I'm done having babies?
I say a prayer every time we hit the backseat
I fall in love with those little feet
I'm askin' you what you know about these things
How will I know--we're not done bumpin' uglies--
Joe says he'll run, screaming down the street (he'd beat feet)
Having five kids is so bittersweet;
My husband's strong; why do I feel weak?