DESCRIPTION:
Regina Spektor - Chemo Limo

Lyrics:

I had a dream
Crispy Crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and
Babysat all four of my kids

Then in my dream
I told the doctor off
He said, "If you don't wanna do it, then you don't have to do it."
He said, "The truth is you'll be okay anyway."

Then In my dream
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor
Went and had a talk with my boss

Something about insurance policies
They kept the door closed at all times
I couldn't hear or see

When they came out they said, "You'll be okay anyway."
And I smiled cause I'd known it all the while.

No thank you, No thank you, No thank you, No thank you.
I ain't about to pay for this shit.
I can afford chemo like I couldn't afford a limo
and on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine.

No thank you, No thank you, No thank you, No thank you.
I ain't about to die like this.
I can afford chemo like I couldn't afford a limo
and besides this shit is makin' me tired.

It's makin' me tired, It's makin' me tired,
You know I planned to retire some day
but Mama gonna go out in style, go out in style.

This shit is makin' me tired, it's makin' me tired, It's makin' me tired,
Mama gonna go out in style, go out in style.

When I woke up, the kids were being quiet.
I knew it was a dream right away I called the limousine company.
Then I got dressed. I dressed the kids as well.
The limousine pulled in, and we piled in.

The doctor he asked which way we were headed.
I said, "Sir, let's just go west,"
and he listened, obediently.

Sophie only wants to listen to Radio BBC.
Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies.
Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window.
And Barbara, she looks just like my mom. Oh my Barbara, she looks so much like my mom.

No thank you, No thank you, No thank you, No thank you.
I ain't about to pay for this shit.
I can afford chemo like I couldn't afford a limo
and on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine.

No thank you, No thank you, No thank you, No thank you.
I ain't about to die like this.
I can afford chemo like I couldn't afford a limo
and besides this shit is makin' me tired.

It's makin' me tired, It's makin' me tired,
You know I planned to retire some day
but Mama gonna go out in style, go out in style.

This shit is makin' me tired, it's makin' me tired, It's makin' me tired,
Mama gonna go out in style, go out in style.

Style. Style. Style. Style. Style. Style. Style. Style.

I had a dream. Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and babysat all four of my kids.
I had a dream. Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and babysat all four of my kids.

Sophie only wants to listen to radio BBC.
Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies.
Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window.
And Barbara, she looks just like my mom. Oh my god, Barbara. She looks so much like my mom.

Oh my Barbara, she looks so much just like my mom.


Music belongs to Regina Spektor and Sire Records. Made with love, not for money.