You say you get your jolly goods by trottin' o'er the globe Ridin' on a camel's back in a crimson robe Your birth reads like a novel as for how you came to be You say your mummy found you in a laughing willow tree Your twisted form of madness In relation to your sadness Is 'cause you have been ladless this year But... Dr. Do Good is here If you will but rest your head upon that pillow there We'll delve into the sickedness that brought you to my care Just close your eyes and we'll regress What did your Daddy do? Oh yes, my dear, it's quite alright, I hear the music too Your twisted form of madness In relation to your sadness Is 'cause you have been ladless this year But Dr. Do Good is here Are lechers lurkin' to annoy ya Whole world plottin' to destroy ya Ah but have no fear, my dear It's only basic paranoia I hear the tinkle of a bell, my Doctor's callin' me Your Doctor said to tell you that he'd be back at three But I've so enjoyed our little chat "what did you Daddy do?" Oh yes, my dear, it's quite alright, I hear the music too Your twisted form of madness In relation to your sadness Is 'cause you have been ladless this year What?