Mrs Hutchinson
Well mrs. hutchinson, youre looking healthy (huh)
But just in case,
Heres a pill a remedy.
Well mrs. hutchinson, this is something,
That little upset, I thought Id diagnosed,
Well not to worry, its not what I supposed.
You better sit down son your mothers very ill (ah)
We may have to operate its more than just a chill.
But dont you worry, its all in competent hands,
We believe its under the ribs or one of the glands.
Well mrs. hutchinson, eat up your breakfast (come on)
Dont smoke, it stunts your growth,
Stick to your diet, lets hope that youre insured.
(come on eat your breakfast !)
Well mrs. hutchinson, you must be very pleased to know youre leaving here.
Were going to miss you so (hold on)
Here comes your son again.
Are you thirsty son, I think youll need a drink.
Theres been some complications, shes very near the brink.
I have to tell you, its my duty to speak.
Your mother will not last a week.
Shame !
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