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Are your eyes a little bloodshot?
Is your skin a shade too pale?
Are you drinking more than usual?
Is your temperature off the scale?
Are your nerves all cut to pieces
From a life lived on the edge?
I can see what time you’re going to bed
From my position in your hedge
I went to see your doctor
And she handed me this letter
You’ve got to take me... three times a day
Until you’re feeling better
Morning, noon and night- time
Just before you eat
You’ve got to pop me… inside your mouth
We’ll get you back on your feet
As you labour down your driveway
I can tell you’re far from right
Is it hard to face the daytime
When you’re getting up all night?
Do your ankles give you hell
From too much time spent on your feet?
You need some more of my special cure
I’m putting you on repeat
Are your children giving you migraines
With their never-ending din?
Is your husband clinically depressing you
With his idiotic grin?
Are you getting slightly short of breath?
Is your skin both moist and cool?
You looked slightly anaemic
At the local swimming pool
When the sickness takes you
And your elegance is blemished
We may not have the chemistry, girl
But I’ll still be your chemist
When you’re feeling better
And your beauty re-inforced
Don’t throw away the bottle, baby
You’ve got to complete the course
Morning, noon and night-time
You can take me without appointment
Pop my pill or better still
Use me as an ointment
Run away Marry me
Show some benediction
Let the best man tell the tale
Of how you got me on prescription