“oh, baby, baby”
the voice on the radio croons
thinking all the girls
will swoon at his feet
because he oozes charm
and calls them “baby”
i’ve got news for you
mr. bandstand idol
i for one
won’t be called “baby”
is that all you know
how to say
anyway?
if you’re stuck
for a word
do you just insert
“baby”?
that’s stupid
like your slicked-back hair
and your heat-lamp tan
if terms of endearment
require childish epithets
i’d prefer a casablancan bogey’s
“here’s lookin’ at you, kid”
to this shameless
mushy
brainless
maudlin
“baby, baby, oh baby”
business
let me give you
a dictionary
or would you know
how to use it?
i’m not your baby
you lounge-lizard
get some new words
