Her:
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Oh doctor, I’m in trouble
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Him:
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Well, goodness gracious me!
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Her:
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For every time a certain man
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Is standing next to me Him:
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Mmm?
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Her:
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A flush comes to my face
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And my pulse begins to race
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It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom
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Him:
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Oh!
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Her:
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Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Him:
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Well, goodness gracious me!
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Him:
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How often does this happen?
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When did the trouble start?
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You see, my stethoscope is bobbing
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To the throbbing of your heart
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Her:
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What kind of man is he To create this allergy?
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It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom
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Him:
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Oh!
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Her:
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Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Him:
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Well, goodness gracious me!
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Him:
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From New Delhi to Darjeeling
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I have done my share of healing
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And I’ve never yet been beaten or outboxed
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I remember that with one jab
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Of my needle in the Punjab
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How I cleared up beriberi
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And the dreaded dysentery
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But your complaint has got me really foxed!
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Her:
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Oh!
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Her:
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Oh doctor, touch my fingers!
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Him:
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Well, goodness gracious me!
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Her:
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You may be very clever
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But however
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Can’t you see
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My heart beats much too much
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At a certain tender touch
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It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom
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Him:
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I like it!
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Her:
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Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Him:
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Well, goodness gracious me!
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Him:
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Can I see your tongue?
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Her:
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Aaah
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Him:
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Nothing the matter with it, put it away please
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Her:
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Maybe it’s my back
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Him:
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Maybe it is Her:
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Shall I lie down?
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Him:
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Yes!
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Her:
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Ahhh. |
..
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Him:
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My initial diagnosis
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Rules out measles and thrombosis
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Sleeping sickness and, as far as I can tell
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Influenza, inflammation
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Whooping cough and night starvation
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And you’ll be so glad to hear
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That both your eyeballs are so clear
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That I can positively swear
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That you are well
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Ja-ja, ja-ja-ja-ja!
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Her:
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Put two and two together
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Him:
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Four
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Her:
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If you have eyes to see
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The face that makes my pulses race
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Is right in front of me Him:
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Oh, there is nothing I can do For my heart is jumping too
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Both:
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Oh, we go boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
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Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom
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Her:
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Goodness gracious!
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Him:
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How audacious!
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Her:
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Goodness gracious!
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Him:
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How flirtatious!
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Her:
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Goodness gracious!
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Him:
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It is me!
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Her:
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It is you?
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Him:
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Ah, I’m sorry, it is us!
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Both:
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Ahhh! |