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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, 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 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 the while.
No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
I ain't about to pay for this *** I can 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 can afford chemo like I couldn't afford
a limo And besides this *** 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 *** it's making me tired
it's making me tired it's making me tired
But mama's 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 *** I can 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 can afford chemo like I couldn't afford
a limo And besides this *** is making me tired
it's making me tired it's making me tired
You know I plan to retire some day, But mama's gonna go out in style
go out in style This *** it's making me tired
it's making me tired it's making me tired
But mama's gonna go out in style go out in style
Style. Style.
Style. Style.
Style. Style.
Style. Style.
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 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
Oh my God, Barbara She looks so much just like my mom...