Nobody misses diminutive offspring
   Not when there's big wigs there, there
   Dinner for twelve is now dinner for ten
   'Cause I'm under the table with her
  
   I give a yelp and they throw me a cutlet
   Somebody pats her hair, hair
   Everyone's nice to the subhuman species
   I'm under the table with her
  
   People all around the world are having only rice and tea
   Two of them should come and take the place of Laura Lee and me
  
   (repeat)