I do wonder if the end is not justified as you may think It is Would have you done baby made man and drooling still The blocks turned to cars, and there still the same color You remember the days, lost in the grocery and the men in the aprons cursing, yelling ‘cause you were crying Like you did with Bambi Like you did with Daddy Like you did with sleepy You still want to cry, but the mean in the aprons, treaded them for coats You don’t want to display, ‘cause they’ll make you a display And now you can’t cry Like you did with Bambi Like you did with Daddy Like you did with sleepy The skin of another is a maker of Warmer pajamas, black blooded drink in and a good meal out Babies’ through up again Those toy cars you pull back to start moving No longer now , just pulling back, lost in the world Canned goods are taller than you, and they keep the cereal on the bottom selve Now you do cry Like you did with Bambi Like you did with Sleepy Like you did with Daddy Will you look at that, you fell down, no you wait for a mommies to Pick You Up And you sit in a silver play-pen- chair Think of the days, babies hairs gone grey No old eyes bring new tears You crying You don’t know why Like you did with Bambi Like you did with Mandy Like you did with Fancy Like you did with Bambi Like you did Like you did Babies God Drool on his chin