Because they were without joy, happy homes or funny toys They called me the bunny boy, just to make me cry Peter was my bunny's name, every time I called he came Except the day he ran away My mother found his hiding place and crawled inside as Peter ate A carrot mommy used as bait ...and then she brought Peter out to me, standing in the rain, with tears running down my cheeks They called him the bunny boy (repeats)