Doctor's Time - Cheryl Wheeler

Oh the doctor’s time is precious time
So you’ll just have to wait
The doctor wants you here by six
And won’t see you ‘til eight

So sit right down, fill this out
You can read a magazine
‘till we take you to another room
Where we’d like you naked please

Then we’ll hurt you some, depress your tongue,
Strain your cash, strain your blood, utterly smash your breast

So we’ll poke and prod and sigh and nod and we won’t know what you’ve got
But the doctor’s time is precious time and your time don’t mean squat