Shel Silverstein. Masochistic Baby. Zeneszám

Oh ever since my masocistic baby went and left me (she had left you a kiss)
I got nothin' nothin' to hit but the wall (poor wall)
She loved me when I beat her (oh they do love that)
But then I started actin' sweeter (oh mistake)
Oh and that ain't no way to treat her at all

She is the one that I'm dreaming of and you always hurt the one you love
And ever since my masochistic baby went and left me
Nothin' to hit but the wall what you know
Nothin' to belt but my pans yes I've suspendors
Nothin' to whip but the scream you get so nasty

Nothin' to beat but the eggs oh nothin' to punch but the clock
Oh nothin' to strike but the match light my fire
Oh nothin' nothin' to hit but the wall