(To the tune of Bob Dylan’s “Just Like a Woman”)
It’s all very plain
Today as we stroll down the lane
That baby’s got new clothes
And lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have perched on her curls.
Ah, you eat tofu with both hands, yes, you do
You yawn like your grandpa, yes, you do
Then you smile just like Ellen Barkin
But you cry just like a little girl.