oh, my fussy child
ne'er be there pause to your demands
you cry, seemingly, without reason
if laid down, you make your stand
fed and changed, napped, bounced and loved
one would think that'd be enough
but, oh, not for you my dear little one
not for you, my fussy son
ne'er be there pause to your demands
you cry, seemingly, without reason
if laid down, you make your stand
fed and changed, napped, bounced and loved
one would think that'd be enough
but, oh, not for you my dear little one
not for you, my fussy son
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