How many hearts have you broken, not counting mine?

There must have been a thousand guys before me

and a thousand left behind.

But finally your turn has come

and baby you're the victim this time.

You're wondering just where you went wrong --

well it's your turn to cry.



Poor Baby -- it's your turn to cry

Poor Baby -- don't stop and wonder why

Poor Baby -- drink your bottle dry

Poor Baby -- Poor Baby



You've lost all those lovers you once had

and that's quite a few.

And you're feeling things you never felt before,

and pains you never knew.

You come to me with your head in your hands --

is that really you?

Well here's a shoulder you can cry on,

it's the best that I can do.



Poor Baby -- it's your turn to cry

Poor Baby -- don't stop and wonder why

Poor Baby -- drink your bottle dry

Poor Baby -- Poor Baby