Poor Baby Lyrics – Barbara Barrie

Poor Baby Text

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SARAH:
Darling--

HARRY:
Yes?

SARAH:
Robert.

HARRY:
What?

SARAH:
I worry.

HARRY:
Why?

SARAH:
He's all alone.
There's no one--

HARRY:
Where?

SARAH:
In his life.

HARRY:
Oh.

SARAH:
Robert ought to have a woman.
Poor baby, all alone,
Evening after evening by the telephone.
We're the only tenderness he's ever known.
Poor baby!

JENNY:
David--

DAVID:
Yes?

JENNY:
Robert.

DAVID:
What?

JENNY:
I worry.

DAVID:
Why?

JENNY:
It's such a waste.
There's no one--

DAVID:
Where?

JENNY:
In his life.

DAVID:
Oh.

JENNY:
Robert ought to have a woman.
Poor baby, sitting there,
Staring at the walls and playing solitaire,
Making conversation with the empty air.
Poor baby!

[Later, as Robert takes April to bed]

SARAH:
Robert...

JENNY:
Bobby...

SARAH:
Robert, angel...

JENNY:
Bobby, honey...

SARAH:
You know,
No one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do,
No one,
But isn't she a little bit, well,
You know,
Face it,
Why her?
Better,
No one--

JENNY:
...wants you to be happy
More than I do,
No one,
But--

SARAH & JENNY:
Isn't she a little bit, well,
You know,
Face it--

SUSAN:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do--

AMY & JOANNE:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do,
No one,
But--

ALL:
Isn't she a little bit, well--

[Variously]

Dumb?
Tacky?
Vulgar?
Old?
Tall?
Aggressive?
Where is she from?
Neurotic?
Peculiar?
And cheap?
She seems so dead.
She's tall enough to be your mother.
And gross?
Depressing?
She's very weird.
And immature?
Goliath!

[Together]

Poor baby, all alone,
Throw a lonely dog a bone, it's still a bone.
We're the only tenderness he's ever known.
Poor baby!