| You say you get your jolly goods by trottin o’er the globe
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| Ridin on a camels back in a crimson robe
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| Your birth reads like a novel as for how you came to be
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| You say your mummy found you in a laughing willow tree
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| Your twisted form of madness
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| In relation to your sadness
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| Is cause you have been ladless this year
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| But… Dr. Do Good is Here
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| If you will but rest your head upon the pillow there
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| We’ll delve into the sickedness that brought you to my care
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| Just close your eyes and we’ll regress
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| What did your Daddy do
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| Oh yes my dear it’s quite alright I hear the music too
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| Your twisted form of madness
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| In relation to your sadness
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| Is cause you have been ladless this year
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| But Dr. Do Good is here
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| Are lechers lurkin to annoy ya
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| Whole world plottin to destroy ya
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| Ah but have no fear
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| It’s only basic paranoia
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| I hear the tinkling of a bell my Doctor’s callin me
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| Your Doctor said to tell you that he’ll be back at three
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| But I’ve so enjoyed our little chat what did you Daddy do
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| Oh Yes my Dear it’s quite alright I hear the music too
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| Are lechers lurkin to annoy ya
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| Whole world plottin to destry ya
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| Ah but have no fear
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| Cause Dr. Do Good Is here
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| Yeah Dr. Do Good is Here |