Mrs Hutchenson lyrics

Artist  : Madness 
Song : Mrs Hutchenson



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Well Mrs. Hutchinson, you're looking healthy
(huh)
But just in case,
Here's a pill a
remedy.

Well Mrs. Hutchinson, this is
something,
That little upset, I thought I'd
diagnosed,
Well not to worry, it's not what I
supposed.

You better sit down son your
mother's very ill (ah)
We may have to operate
it's more than just a chill.
But don't you
worry, it's all in competent hands,
We believe
it's under the ribs or one of the
glands.

Well Mrs. Hutchinson, eat up your
breakfast (come on)
Don't smoke, it stunts
your growth,
Stick to your diet, let's hope
that you're insured.

(Come on eat your
breakfast !)

Well Mrs. Hutchinson, you
must be very pleased to know you're leaving
here.
We're going to miss you so (hold
on)
Here comes your son again.

Are you
thirsty son, I think you'll need a
drink.
There's been some complications, she's
very near the brink.
I have to tell you, it's
my duty to speak.
Your mother will not last a
week.

Shame