Mama: Hey baby!
Gotta get that blanket clean
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”
Mama: Yeah!
Baby Fats: To those Baby Blankie Bluuuues
Mama: Oh yeah, bye-byyyyye
Baby Chorus: Bye-byyyyye