Humble ladyNow that medicine's my art
Medicine is art
It toughens up defaultHumble ladyNow that medicine's my art
Medicine is art
It toughens up defaultDifferent characters the same
Some just do it with poise
I could do it again
I could do it with poise
Numbers, figures and lines
All the misty-eyed cardsAbout now I wish to stop
The lusterd to wash it offDifferent characters the same
Some just do it with poise
I could do it again
I could do it with poise
Numbers, figures and lines
All the misty-eyed cardsAbout now you scrape the tops
Just shake it, it's all you gotLet us in and who belongs to his mother?
The robe fits tight
My hands were wide with spots unworn
And no, no, noLet us in, remain until you notice how
The robe fits tight
You shouldn't have gone so far from here
And no more medicine in meDifferent characters the same
Some just do it with poise
I could do it again
I could do it with poise
Numbers, figures and lines
All the misty-eyed cards