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Hi. ahem. Umm, My name's Chris Parker.

I live in Oak Park, that's a suburb.

They probably figured that out. huh

This is Brad, Sarah and Daryl and we're in trouble.

Ain't no doubt!

See me and my boyfriend Mike, tonight's our anniversary.

But then he went and cancled and now i'm stuck watchin' these three.

And it's so hard...

And it's sooo hard...

Babysittin' these guys.

She's got the......

I got this call from Brenda. I went to pick her up.

Tire had a blow out and my mom's car got shot up.

And these guys started to chace us.

And we all got hijacked. huh

We were crusing down the highway,

In this big, ol' Cadilaic.

And it's so hard!

YEAH!

It's so hard...

Babysittin' these guys.

She got the.....Babyyyy sittin' bules.

Baby, baby. Babysittin' blues.

I've got the...Babyyyy sitting blues.

There's nights you swear you were born to lose. Like tonight. And you wish your feet were walking in someone else's shoes.

Some guys are out to get us.

And Brenda's probably dead.

We ain't got a nickel.

And they should be in bed! And you outta luck.

I got enough watching these guys. I've got the babysitting blues.

Baby, baby.

16x20 illustration board / gesso / graphite / color pencils / acrylic paint

Description

Hi. ahem. Umm, My name's Chris Parker.

I live in Oak Park, that's a suburb.

They probably figured that out. huh

This is Brad, Sarah and Daryl and we're in trouble.

Ain't no doubt!

See me and my boyfriend Mike, tonight's our anniversary.

But then he went and cancled and now i'm stuck watchin' these three.

And it's so hard...

And it's sooo hard...

Babysittin' these guys.

She's got the......

I got this call from Brenda. I went to pick her up.

Tire had a blow out and my mom's car got shot up.

And these guys started to chace us.

And we all got hijacked. huh

We were crusing down the highway,

In this big, ol' Cadilaic.

And it's so hard!

YEAH!

It's so hard...

Babysittin' these guys.

She got the.....Babyyyy sittin' bules.

Baby, baby. Babysittin' blues.

I've got the...Babyyyy sitting blues.

There's nights you swear you were born to lose. Like tonight. And you wish your feet were walking in someone else's shoes.

Some guys are out to get us.

And Brenda's probably dead.

We ain't got a nickel.

And they should be in bed! And you outta luck.

I got enough watching these guys. I've got the babysitting blues.

Baby, baby.

16x20 illustration board / gesso / graphite / color pencils / acrylic paint