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[00:00.01]Doctor Davis, telephone please
[00:02.07]Doctor Davis, telephone please
[00:04.53]I'd catapult downtown to see the galleries
[00:09.13]And my favorite fiancée in a lavender gown
[00:12.43]But I'm hooked up to a machine
[00:15.39]It performs my daily functions through a tube in my ween
[00:19.05]And today that thing malfunctioned like a forest fire
[00:23.09]It burnt a hole in me, I perspired
[00:26.04]So there ain't gonna be no wedding
[00:28.39]No love affair, no art to which none compares
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