Surgery Hours - City Boy

Oh Doctor, Doctor, soothe my aching knee.

Higher, higher if you please

I’m sure my temperature’s running so low I could freeze.

Have you got something

to warm me

(And the Doctor said) I’m sure the council will admit I’m in a fix

See my point of view for sure

They’ll say «We know its hard» then strike me off the list

After all its not L’amour?

I can’t risk no more.

During surgery hours

Oh Doctor, Doctor

Oh Doctor, Doctor

Oh Doctor, Doctor.

My husband works at night, And I can’t sleep without the

light

Oh you know it gets so dark it worries me sometimes.

I get this aching in my

side

(And the Doctor said) I’m sure an aspirin will satisfy your needs

For who knows where a massage leads

Your insomnia kept me awake last week

Your Doctor diagnoses greed, greed, greed, greed.

I can’t risk no more during

surgery hours

Oh Doctor, Doctor

Oh Doctor, Doctor

Oh Doctor, Doctor, soothe my aching knee, higher, higher, if you please

I’m sure my temperature’s running so low I could freeze

Have you got something to warm?

me

Oh Doctor, Doctor

Oh Doctor, Doctor