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I was once a delicate child, Watched the other kids run wild, While they played with guns and ropes, My only toys were stethoscopes; I was a chronic, "Now how've you been?" Then like a tonic, you blew in; You're the cure for what ails me, and you do me good! Down with an apple every day, |
Down with the ultraviolet ray, You're the cure for what ails me, and you do me good! You can go starve a fever, You can feed a cold, But I don't fear fever and I can't get cold, You're my pick-up kabish, You're my Arrowhead Springs, |
You're my Battle Creek, Mich! I was a weakie, meekie lamb, Now I can shoulder Boulder Dam, Your smile never fails me, hi-ho, lady, knock on wood, You're the cure for what ails me, and you do me good! |
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