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      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 in 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      Forty 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 up 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 can't live your life in the baby seat