(Mom monster rocking a baby monster in a crib. Girl monster, Frieda, looks on)
Frieda: Mom brought a bundle home the other day
It wasn`t groceries
Or laundry
She called it a bundle of joy
I asked her, Mom, what is this bundle of joy?
And she said, Frieda,
It`s a baby boy!
We got a brand new baby
He`s gonna live here too
We got a brand new baby
But there`s not much he can do
We got a brand new baby
Mom says he looks like me
We got a brand new baby
But I`m sure I don`t agree
`Cause
He`s got no clothes
And he`s got no hair
And he spends the day
Just lying there
Mom goes, Coochie-coo
And he goes, Woo woo
So what`s a poor sister to do?
(to baby) Wanna play ball?
(baby babbles)
Wanna play tag?
(baby babbles)
Wanna hear a story?
(baby babbles)
Sorry! Oh brother...
We got a brand new baby
He really loves to cry!
I`d really like to like him
And I`ll try, oh boy, I`ll try
We got a brand new baby...
Will somebody tell me why?
(music ends)
Mom: Frieda? Would you like to come and hold the baby? Come on ... (Mom puts baby in Frieda`s arms. Baby, babbling, bites Frieda`s nose)
Frieda: Ow!
(baby laughs and babbles)
Frieda: Oh, you bit my nose ... But he is kind of cute - coochie-coochie-coo ...
(baby babbles and laughs)