The Jeffersons birth song

In the process of anxiously waiting for the birth of my overdue child I’ve been trying to talk to my wife’s belly more in an attempt to coax him into action. I often turn my conversations into songs, and would like to share one that I recently posted on my personal blog. It is a song about birth sung to the music of The Jeffersons.

Well he’s a movin’ on down, (movin’ on down),
To the south side,
Through a deluxe compartment, in her thi-i-ighs.

He’s a movin’ on down,
To the south side,
He finally gets to see to whats outside.

Gotta get through the cervix,
Down through that birth canal
Takes a whole lot of tryin’
Just to come join this world

Now we’re waitin’ for our child,
Just can’t wait for that.
As long as we live, it’s you and me baby,
There ain’t nothin’ wrong with that.

Well he’s a movin’ on down, (movin’ on down),
To the south side
through a deluxe compartment, in her thi-i-ighs.

Classless, yes. Offensive, slightly, but waiting for his arrival is killing me and this is the level to which I’ve regressed.