The lady keeps the doctor in a place inside her pocket The circle made her circle like a wheel The doctor gives a strange love, but the lady she don't knock it She's glad to get a piece of anything Because the lady needs the medicine ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Doctor needs the lady to see The doctor keeps the lady in a page in a book On the history of communicable diseases The lady's been to school, she lets the doctor play it cool. He writes the script, she follows his lead. 'cause the doctor writes love story so fine The lady's learned to read between the lines Sometime The doctor, he takes housecalls where he visits the animals In their stalls, shoots them full of juice and then goes home. The lady hits the supermarket where she rides the aisles in a shopping cart 'till she feels she's played enough of the part to set by ooh, The lady feels it's enough to just be good. But the doctor has his need to be understood. The doctor feels he's so abused and the lady feels she's so unused And demands the doctor tends her daily parts. Ooh, but the doctor just can't do it because so long ago the lady Blew it, they're too old now to make another start. The lady feels the doctor's made of stone. The doctor' heart, it just ain't fond of ? home?