And any man who understands the irish
Can't be reckoned altogether bad -
The same way that a lunatic
Whose patron saint is patterick
Can't be reckoned altogether mad.
The doctor's very smart -
He's an irishman at heart -
His favourite colour, sure it must be green.
Also he's a man
Who'll blarney when he can -
Let me explain the sort of thing i mean.
My friend the doctor says
The moon is made of apple pie -
And once a month it's eaten by the sun.
And that is why,
Up in the sky,
You'll find as every month goes by
Somebody in the sky's makin' another one!
My friend the doctor says
The sun is made of cheddar cheese -
The doctor even knows the reason why
The facts are these -
Try if you please
Pretendin' you're a lonely cheese -
Wouldn't you want to try findin' an apple pie?
Of course you would!
Maybe what the doctor tells me
Isn't altogether true -
But i love every tale he tells me -
I don't know any better ones - do you?
My friend the doctor says
The world is full of fantasy -
And who are you and i to disagree?
Let's hope and pray
That is the way
The life we love will always stay
For my friend the doctor
And me!
Matthew & company
My friend the doctor says
The stars are made of lemon drops
The bigger ones are lollipops and ice
The clouds have shops
Up on the tops
That sell you sweets and soda - pops
What do they call the place - isn't it paradise?
Company
My friend the doctor says
That every time it starts to rain -
And people run indoors again in swarms -
If you remain
Out in the rain,
You'll think you're drinkin' pink champagne! -
And you'll spend your life
Prayin' for thunderstorms!
Maybe what the doctor tells me
Isn't altogether true -
But i love every tale he tells me -
I don't know any better ones - do you?
Matthew
My friend the doctor says
The world is full of fantasy -
And who are you and i to disagree?
Let's hope and pray
That is the way
The life we love will always stay
For my friend the doctor -
My friend the doctor and me!