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Doctor, Doctor I've trouble with my eyes Then take these blue pills, That's what I advise Oh Doctor, Doctor My bones are all sore White pills I prescribe They'll hurt you no more But Doctor, Doctor My heartbeat is waning Take red pills for that You'll soon be regaining Please Doctor, please My mind fades away For that I have gray pills You'll be sharper today Its quite shocking Doctor, My ***** is murky Take these yellow pills They'll clear it by Thursday I mope around Doctor, My mood's really flat These rose colored pills Will take care of that You must help me Doctor, In bed I'm a flop Then try these long capsules They'll liven things up Tell me please Doctor, What's inside these pills? Why medicine, of course, To cure all your ills
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Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
Doctor, Doctor
Doctor, Doctor I've trouble with my eyes Then take these blue pills, That's what I advise Oh Doctor, Doctor My bones are all sore White pills I prescribe They'll hurt you no more But Doctor, Doctor My heartbeat is waning Take red pills for that You'll soon be regaining Please Doctor, please My mind fades away For that I have gray pills You'll be sharper today Its quite shocking Doctor, My ***** is murky Take these yellow pills They'll clear it by Thursday I mope around Doctor, My mood's really flat These rose colored pills Will take care of that You must help me Doctor, In bed I'm a flop Then try these long capsules They'll liven things up Tell me please Doctor, What's inside these pills? Why medicine, of course, To cure all your ills
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Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
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