What can I do, there's a baby in the house
Nibbling at my mother and pulling at her blouse
I wanted a brother, but how was I to know
I'd have to share my mother now I wish he'd go
He sits upon her lap and gets bounced upon her knee
But they'll never have a baby as nice as me
They'll never have a baby as nice as me

What can I do, there's a baby inside
He's in our house and he even tried
To grab my blanket and to grab my clothes
He makes a lot of noise and I suppose
He's gonna be the center of our family
But they'll never have a baby as nice as me
They'll never have a baby as nice as me

What can I, there's a baby in my room
He's sleeping in my crib and I presume
He's gonna get my clothes, he's gonna get my shoes
My toys, my books and my grandmother, too
They'll even let him pick the shows on TV
But they'll never have a baby as nice as me
They'll never have a baby as nice as me