You got your crust
Turning my daydreams into dust

Oh, look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear
Yeah, look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear

You're so darn, pretty girl
Well, I think you know it you was you
On Monday morning putting back, yakkety yak

Oh, look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear
Yeah, now look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear

You take the pebbles from the baby's rattle
You make Santa's reindeer look like cattle
You take Tinkerbell's rust
And turn it into sawdust

Yeah, now look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear
Yeah, look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear

You take the pebbles from the baby's rattle
You make Santa's reindeer look like cattle
You take Tinkerbell's rust
And turn it into sawdust

You got your crust
Turning my daydreams into dust

Yeah, now look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear
Yeah, now look at you over there
Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear

Look at you over there, look at you over there
Look at you over there, look at you over there
Look at you over there, look at you over there

Yeah, look at you over there
Look at you over there, look at you over there
Look at you over there, look at you over there, over there

Over there, over there, over there, over there
My poor teddybear, teddybear, teddybear, teddybear