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I had been sick, depressed and tired for days
So I went to the doctor, he said
<< you've got nothing, I prescribe you the thing you need for sure....
Mother Nature's ancient cure >>

So to the business woman dressed up in grey,
to the policewoman taking my plate,
to the mama at the crossroad with the child by the hand, I said
<< I've got all, got all this pain, just let me, let me explain...

sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet,
after supper or before my tea,
twice a hour or once a week,
beg your pardon Lady, no, to be rude I never mean,
would you kindly be my nurse
and give me my medicine? >>

But women are so cold nowadays,
I found no generosity and they pulled me to jail
with the charge of being molest, a perverted, real nuts
I appear before You, Judge.

So Your Honour, now you know the true truth,
I appeal to the clemency of this supreme Court,
of upright jurywomen chaired by a woman in law like You,
and still I've got, I've got this pain, just let me, let me explain...

sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet...

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