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From fast food to takeout, from fresh fruit to cake dough,
That’s where preservatives flow;
I’ve talked to the waiters and ordered organic,
But there is one thing I know:
A meal out’s a hazard,
The menu a minefield,
So do keep your eyes peeled
For hives in the night.
Old Man’s Liver (Hammerstein-Kern)
Old man’s liver, that old man’s liver,
His test shows something, but he just does nothing;
He just keeps drinking,
He keeps on drinking it strong.
He won’t drink coffee, he won’t drink water,
And he won’t listen to his wife or daughter.
He kills his liver,
He keeps on drinking it strong.
You and I, we watch our health;
Body a temple that stores our wealth:
Eat those greens! Off that couch!
You get a little lazy and start to slouch.
He is hearing the diagnosis;
He never thought he would get cirrhosis;
He killed his liver,
He kept on drinking it strong.
Me and my Bladder (Rose-Dreyer-Jolson)
Me and my bladder,
Running through the shopping mall.
Me and my bladder,
Desperate to answer nature’s call.
