Our Baby died last night
It lived for 48 hours
And it cost a hundred dollars
It was a lousy baby, anyway.
His head it turned to mush;
It squished between my fingers;
The memory still lingers;
It was a lousy baby, anyway.
Although he tried to bite us
He died for just to spite us
Of spinal meningitis
It was a lousy baby, anyway...
(Spoken:) So we ate it... cold.
