Puttin' On the Zap

My zap is glad:
 
"Talk, baby,
talk in
baby talk."

My cap is mad.

She puts me
on her lap.

She's puttin'
on the zap:
 
"Where've you been
all this time,
baby?"
 
(Our tones are
sometimes grubbing
when our bones
are sometimes
rubbing....

I see our house
on the map.)
 
Puttin' on the zap:
  
"Talk, baby,
talk in that
dirty baby
talk,
baby."
 
Goin' crazy.

Nice bad girl.

Ready:
zap!