Here she comes in the April sun   In her dungarees and she's up for fun   Smiling like she's a crazy girl   And she makes a face like she owns the place   And she does      We indulge ourselves in creating   A neck of beauty and circumstance   Not to mention her bold intention   To keep the bairn and she's only seventeen      Now she's eight months pregnant   In a dress she's so elegant   Does a handstand maybe   Though it's not good for the baby      Hurley's having dreams   Little Hurley's having dreams   And he kicks and then he screams   And I can't get to sleep   Oh, Hurley, I could weep      Hurley dreams of the time   When he was a horse in Czechoslovakia   Hurley, dear, you're a human being   Have your fun just now   But you're going to have to deal      She looks so fantastic   Clear blue sun specs made of plastic   How she used to love me   Her love goes on little Hurley      Hurley's having dreams   Little Hurley's having dreams   And he kicks and then he screams   And I can't get to sleep   Hurley, I could weep