Realm: Baby blues - Subrealm: Home alone

[choco_frosh]

I'm home alone with the baby and bored, and this just sort of came to me as I was trying to get him to go back to sleep. See, I'd semi-invited assorted friends to drop by, see the baby, and keep me company while Grace is at choir. Not surprisingly (given that they have, you know, lives), I seem to be SOL.
Ironically, this choice of song to parody is probably as a result of a conversation where we more or less decided NOT to inflict Raffi on this kid.

O me, o my,
What'll I do?
I can't find a musicologist to keep me amused!
But I know what, and so do you,
I don't need a musicologist to keep me amused.

O me, o my,
What's this I hear?
I can't find a medievalist to talk about beer!
But we both know I can manage here,
and I don't need a medievalist to talk about beer.

O me, o my,
What should I think?
I can't find an engineer to ply me with drinks!
But I know what: although it stinks
I don't need an engineer to ply me with drinks.

Extra out-of-town verse!
O me, o my,
I may go insane...
I can't find a poet to play Give Me the Brain!
But I've got only me to blame,
and I don't need a poet to play Give Me the Brain!