Doctor, Doctor What do you Prescribe

Doctor, Doctor

Doctor, Doctor what do you prescribe

All these pills we must put inside

These pills at night we are ordered to take

Again in the morning when we wake

Some are for our pain and some for our good sight

These pills Doctor will have me as high as kite

Doctor, Doctor what did you prescribed

My tummy is rumbling all inside

Doctor oh what will I do

These pills you gave me just make me poo

Doctor, Doctor when you said these pills would keep me right

I did not think all I could was shit

These pills you gave me large and small

Have my bathroom destroyed even the wall

I came to see you for a little chat and tell you of a pain in my toe

But Doctor just said this blue pill will help you to go

Doctor, Doctor you have me confined to my toilet, day and night

These dam blue pills keeping making shite

Doctor, Doctor I glad I did not come to see you about my heart

For with these pills you have me too frightened to fart

These pills you have prescribed, Doctor have you any idea

The pain of this terrible diarrhoea

But Doctor when I am better and off this loo

I will call and see you again and guess what I’ll do

In good health I find you that’s what I hope

Doctor, Doctor guess where I am going to shove your stethoscope

 Copyright – Mel Clifford