Pig In A Sock

On the night I was born, there was a poor pig Whose mother squished him because her love was too big So my father insisted, my mother take me And a pig in a sock, to sleep safely So she took us to bed, a pig in a sock And a new born baby, equally wrapped up And as the cold light appeared and the new morning broke Only two of the three of us rose and awoke Poor old pig, stuck in a sock Let him out, don't lock him up Mother she cared, father he tried But the larger I grew was the larger the divide And the children at school, they just couldn't see Why anyone would want to be friends with me So I kept my head down 'til I met someone new They said "the hell with the lot of them, you do you" And that's when I knew, I wasn't a boy (no way) I was a pig in a sock, and that's OK I was a pig! And that's ok Poor old pig, stuck in a sock Let him out, don't lock him up You do you, you do you, you do you babe You do you, you do you, you do you