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Artist/Band: Regina Spektor
Lyrics for Song: Chemo Limo
Lyrics for Album: Soviet Kitsch [2004]



I had a dream

Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over

Baby-sat all four of my kids



Then in my dream

I told the doctor off

He said if you don't want to do it

Then you don't have to do it

He said the truth is

You'll be okay, anyway



Then in my dream

Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor

Went and had a talk with my boss



Something about insurance policies

They kept the door closed at all times

I couldnt hear or see



When they came out they said

You'll be okay, anyway

And I smiled cause I'd known it all the while.



No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you

I ain't about to pay for this shit

I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo

and on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine



No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you

I ain't about to to die like this

I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo

And besides this shit is making me tired

It's making me tired

It's making me tired

You know I plan to retire some day,

But Mama gonna go out in style

Go out in style

This shit it's making me tired

It's making me tired

It's making me tired

Mama gonna go out in style go out in style



When I woke up

My kids were being quiet

I knew it was a dream right away

I called the limousine company



Then I got dressed

I dressed the kids as well

The limousine pulled in

And we piled in



The doctor he asked which way we were headed

I said, Sir, let's just go west and he listened obediently,

Sophie only wants to listen to radio BBC

Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me

All about the meanies

Jacqueline was being such a big girl

With her cup of tea looking out of the window

And Barbara

She looks just like my mom

Oh my, Barbara

She looks so much like my mom



No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you

I ain't about to pay for this shit

I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo

And on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine



No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you

I ain't about to die like this

I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo

And besides this shit is making me tired

It's making me tired

It's making me tired

You know I plan to retire some day,

But Mama gonna go out in style

Go out in style

This shit it's making me tired

It's making me tired

It's making me tired

Mama gonna go out in style go out in style



Style

Style

Style?

Style.

Style..?

Style

Style..??

Style.



I had a dream

Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and

Baby-sat all four of my kids



I had a dream

Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and

Baby-sat all four of my kids



Sophie only wanst to listen radio BBC

Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me

All about the meanies

Jacqueline was being such a big girl

With her cup of tea looking out of the window

And Barbara

She looks just like my mom

Oh my God, Barbara

She looks so much like my mom



Oh my, Barbara

She looks so much just like my mom...


Album Lyrics: Soviet Kitsch [2004]


Regina Spektor
"Soviet Kitsch [2004]"


1. Poor Little Rich Boy
2. Carbon Monoxide
3. The Flowers
4. Your Honor
5. Ghost of Corporate Furture
6. Chemo Limo
7. Somedays