Artist: Regina Spektor Album: Soviet Kitsch (2004) Title: Chemo Limo
Lyrics Chemo LimoI had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over Baby-sat all four of my kids
Then in my dream I told the doctor off He said if you don't want to do it Then you don't have to do it He said the truth is You'll be okay, anyway
Then in my dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor Went and had a talk with my boss
Something about insurance policies They kept the door closed at all times I couldnt hear or see
When they came out they said You'll be okay, anyway And I smiled cause I'd known it all the while.
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to pay for this shit I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo and on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to to die like this I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo And besides this shit is making me tired It's making me tired It's making me tired You know I plan to retire some day, But Mama gonna go out in style Go out in style This shit it's making me tired It's making me tired It's making me tired Mama gonna go out in style go out in style
When I woke up My kids were being quiet I knew it was a dream right away I called the limousine company
Then I got dressed I dressed the kids as well The limousine pulled in And we piled in
The doctor he asked which way we were headed I said, Sir, let's just go west and he listened obediently, Sophie only wants to listen to radio BBC Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me All about the meanies Jacqueline was being such a big girl With her cup of tea looking out of the window And Barbara She looks just like my mom Oh my, Barbara She looks so much like my mom
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to pay for this shit I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo And on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to die like this I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo And besides this shit is making me tired It's making me tired It's making me tired You know I plan to retire some day, But Mama gonna go out in style Go out in style This shit it's making me tired It's making me tired It's making me tired Mama gonna go out in style go out in style
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I had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and Baby-sat all four of my kids
I had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and Baby-sat all four of my kids
Sophie only wanst to listen radio BBC Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me All about the meanies Jacqueline was being such a big girl With her cup of tea looking out of the window And Barbara She looks just like my mom Oh my God, Barbara She looks so much like my mom
Oh my, Barbara She looks so much just like my mom... |