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Regina Spektor
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Chemo Limo
Lyricist:Regina Spektor
I 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, anywayâ€
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 couldn't hear or see
When they came out they said ‽You'll be okay, anyway†And I smiled 'cause I'd known it all along
No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you I don't have to pay for this shit I couldn't afford chemo like I couldn't 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 couldn't afford chemo like I couldn't 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 And I'm 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 I'ma 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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
No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you I don't have to pay for this shit I couldn't afford chemo like I couldn't 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 couldn't afford chemo like I couldn't afford a limo And besides this shit is making me tired
It's making me tired It's making me die You know, I plan to retire some day And I'm-a 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 I'ma 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 want to tune us into radio BBC Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me All about the meanie
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 God, Barbara She looks so much just like my mom
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