Dear marion, as i write this down
Dear marion, i just make the bed then i need
To go lie down.
But baby knows that i love to cry
Over every little thing,
I just sweep the yard and wait
For the whole world to change
From across the room she mouths words
So i can see
Says, "who's edgar bergen?"
And i say, "don't start with me.."
But baby knows that i love to cry
Over every little thing,
I just sit up on her knee and wait
For the whole world to change
That bird of yours, he just bit me
And all i said was "hello,"
All i did was, i answered him
And sort of shook his foot, you know.
But baby knows that i love to cry
Over every little thing,
God knows, but even he must me waiting
For the whole world to change
Any minute now
Any minute now