Catapult
Doctor Davis, telephone please
Doctor Davis, telephone please
I'd catapult downtown to see the galleries
And my favorite fiancée in a lavender gown
But I'm hooked up to a machine
It performs my daily functions through a tube in my ween
And today that thing malfunctioned like a forest fire
It burnt a hole in me, I perspired
So there ain't gonna be no wedding
No love affair, no art to which none compares
Doctor Davis, telephone please
I'd catapult downtown to see the galleries
And my favorite fiancée in a lavender gown
But I'm hooked up to a machine
It performs my daily functions through a tube in my ween
And today that thing malfunctioned like a forest fire
It burnt a hole in me, I perspired
So there ain't gonna be no wedding
No love affair, no art to which none compares
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Writer(s): Michael Gordon
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