Thomas Z. Shepard - Poor Baby lyrics

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!