Confession&denial - SubStandard Grooves

Roll over roll over roll over
Mummy's gonna be in bed
Roll over Roll over Roll over
Daddy's gonna stay here instead
We may not be having a problem
Everything is going fine
Just fine
The handbaskets they may look pretty
But inside they're kinda strangely wired
The doctor the doctor the doctor
The doctor, doctor said
Roll over roll over roll over
You're making me feel sick in the head

Roll over roll over roll over
Daddy's getting close to the edge
Roll over roll over roll over
Mummy ought to be there instead
The doctor the doctor the doctor
Doctor doctor said
We may not be having a problem
But it seems she ain't doing well

Roll over roll over roll over
Roll over roll over be true
Do do do do n do do do do do
And i tried, now it's up to you

Roll over roll over roll over
Roll over roll over be true
The handbaskets they may look pretty
But inside she aint doing well
Been hanging around since I found you
Every thing is going to hell
The handbaskets they may look pretty
But inside she ain't doin well

Roll over roll over roll over
Daddy ought to be in bed
Roll over roll over roll over
Mamma's staying here instead
The doctor the doctor the doctor
Doctor doctor said
We may not be having a problem
You're making me feel sick in the head
Roll over roll over roll over
Over roll over be true
We may not be having a problem
But now it's up to you

Written by:
Trudy Newell-Fielding

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