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