You're not the only cuddly toy   That was ever enjoyed by any boy      You're not the only choo-choo train   that was left out in the rain   The day after santa came      You're not the only cherry delight that was left in the night   And gave up without a fight   You're not the only cuddly toy   That was ever enjoyed by any boy      You're not the kind of girl to tell your mother   The kind of company you keep   I never told you not to love no other   You must have dreamed it in your sleep