Get up and leave the baby You're going to drive him crazy And there's a bed just in the other room He has a task before him Before this he needs snoring Sweet solitude for ages at a time It's not that he don't love you You are his mommy dearest But in the nightime he only needs himself Go entertain the neighbors Leave him to cogitate And in the morning you'll leave a glass of milk Oh, oh It's not that he don't love you You are his mommy dearest But in the nightime he only needs himself Go entertain the neighbors Leave him to cogitate And in the morning you'll leave a glass of milk Oh, oh It's not that he don't love you You are his mommy dearest But in the nightime he only needs himself He only needs himself.... Oh, oh