Baby, it's homicidal.
And she got messed up in Chinatown.
But when I found her on Coney Island
She said, "I'm not dead. But I'm not alive."
La-la-la-la-la!
La-la-la-la-la!
Baby, it's homicidal.
And she got tears and they're pouring down.
(chorus)
She's my crybaby!
She's my crybaby!
No, don't cry! Crybaby!
La-la-la-la-la!
La-la-la-la-la!
La-la-la-la-la!
La-la-la-la-la!
She said, "I'm not dead. But I'm not alive."
She said, "I'm not dead. But I'm not alive."
Oh!
She's my crybaby!
She's my crybaby!
She's my cry... cry... cry... crybaby!