She had thirteen kids, each one had thirteen problems   Three uppers, ten downers, just to put up with this   And she don't know which children belong to which father   But she loves them all anyway, and they each get a kiss      And the toilet ain't flushing and the toaster is smoking   The vacuum don't suck, but it needs a new belt   But she saw the world through the eyes of a child   And remembers how good it was, and how good it felt      He picked up the paper from the bitter cold morning   He had just gone to sleep, he had to get up for work   By morning he's a watchman, by night he's a waiter   In the late afternoon, he works as a clerk      And he can't pay the doctor bills, he just can't afford the pills   The car's repossessed and the child support's due   But he saw the world through the eyes of a child   Big problems seemed smaller and old things seemed new      She was just six when she turned her first trick   Now she's thirteen and it don't make her sick   And she does lots of crystal and she owns her own pistol   Got a goldfish named Silver and a pimp who's named Rick      And some are like customers and some are like patients   She'd have gone back to school if she'd just had the patience   But she saw the world through the eyes of a child   None of the nightmares and nothing to deny      She saw the world through the eyes of a child   Yes, she's seen it all and she knows they're all lies