Title:		...Morphin' Ninja...
Original:	...Mutant Zombie...
Tune:		J. Sleman and B. Jones
Words:		Mike Richards and Erica Neely

You'd tired of toy spaceships, and books were a bore,
You wanted dolls with guns, kitted for war.
You showed me the latest cartoon on TV,
When they said "Cowabunga!" you said "Please daddy?"

  You never warned me when you go shopping with me,
  I would be purchasing a "Morphin' Ninja Crime-fighting rodent from Mars."

At night in your bedroom, I saw by your bed,
A small human figure, dressed all in red.
I bent down and touched it, and what did I see?
A four-inch-high figure that knew Karate.

It started with dolls like I knew from my past,
But I soon discovered these fads never last.
You threw away He-man, transformers and Spock,
Now it's three Biker-Mice who run amok.

When out came a movie, I knew that was that,
You wanted a figure, half-human, half-bat.
Now he's gone passé, you're driving me mad:
"Bat-belt" and "Power-vest" just trip up dad.

You are our baby, and we try to please you,
Though we never know what these figures will do.
We looked back at our toys, your mother and me,
Why can't you be like her, and play with Barbie?