Confession

Lyrics
I really like this counter, Doc So much more discreet It's nice you've made a place here Where the customer is free To talk about a problem With a bit more privacy Better service Reminds me of confession When I used to go to church I used to go to therapy But who needs all that work? The one is too much reading The other, too much pain But now I'm happy Hey Doc, how's about a refill? Hey Doc, the pretty little blue pill? Hey Doc, how's about a refill? Are you following thе market, Doc? Everybody's flush You should go down to the trading floor It's such an awеsome rush But everyone's a predator So I've gotta keep my edge Can you help me? Hey Doc, how's about a refill? Hey Doc, the pretty little blue pill? Hey Doc, how's about a refill? Sometimes I lie awake at night Sometimes I look up at the stars Sometimes I cry, I don't know why I guess I should be riding high The bears are all extinct I pity all the suckers Who take too much time to think I could make a quarter million Just walkin' in my sleep Time is money Can ya help me? Sometimes I get down on my knees Sometimes I wish that I could pray Sometimes I cry I don't know why Hey Doc, how's about a refill? Hey Doc, the pretty little blue pill? Hey Doc, how's about a refill? Hey Doc, how's about a refill? (Sometimes I lie awake at night) Hey Doc, the pretty little blue pill? (Sometimes I look up at the stars) Hey Doc, how's about a refill? (Sometimes I get down on my knees) Hey Doc, how's about a refill? (Sometimes I wish that I could pray) Hey Doc, the pretty little blue pill? (But I just don't know what to say) Hey Doc, how's about a refill? (Sometimes I cry, I don't know why) Sometimes I cry, I don't know why
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Credits
- Writers
- Richard Shindell