Baby Fats: And then she threw my blankie In the big old washing machine Now my blankie's in the washer And I got the Baby Blankie Blues
Baby Chorus (two babies that pop up behind Baby Fats): Waaa waaa waaa waaa
Mama: Yeah, yeah
Baby Fats: I said my blankie's in the washer And I got the Baby Blankie Blues
Baby Chorus: Waaa waaa waaa waaa
Baby Fats: A baby can get cranky All alone without his blankie Oh, I got the Baby Blankie Blues
Mama: Bluuuuues
Baby Fats: I hear the washer stop My blankie must be clean! But then my Mama throws it In the big old drying machine Now my blankie's in the dryer And I got the Baby Blankie Blues
Baby Chorus: Waaa waaa waaa waaa
Baby Fats: I said my blankie's in the dryer And I got the Baby Blankie Blues
Baby Chorus: Waaa waaa waaa waaa
Baby Fats: Don't mean to be a crier But my blankie's in the dryer! And I got the Baby Blankie Blues Don't know if I can take it I'm fussy as can be
Mama: Here, honey
Baby Fats: Look, my Mama's handing My blankie back to me! Now I got my blankie back And my Baby Blankie Blues are gone
Baby Chorus: Gaaa gaaa gaaa gaaa
Mama: Bye-byeeee!
Baby Fats: I said I got my blankie back And my Baby Blankie Blues are gone
Baby Chorus: Gooo gooo gooo gooo
Baby Fats: Man, I should be napping But I just feel like clapping 'Cause my Baby Blankie Blues are gone Now say "bye-bye"