I had a dream 
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and baby sat all four of my kids 
Then in my dream I told the doctor off he said "if you don't wanna do it
Then you don't have to do it"
He said "the [bad word] is you'll be ok 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 couldn't hear or see 
When they came out they said "you'll be ok 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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word] is making me tired it's making me tired it's making me tired 
You know I planned to retire someday 
But mama's gonna go out in style 
Go out in style
This [bad word] is making me tired
It's making me tired, it's making me tired 
Mama gonna go out in style

When I woke up the kids were being quiet 
I knew it was a dream right away I called the [bad word] 
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 wanted 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 [bad word] 
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo 
And 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 [bad word] is making me tired
It's making me tired, it's making me tired 
You know I plan to retire someday 
But mama gonna go out in style
Go out in style
This [bad word] is making me tired
It's making me tired, it's making me tired 
Mama gonna go out in style
Go out in style
Style

I had a dream 
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over 
And babysat all four of my kids
I had a dream 
Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over 
And babysat all four of my kids

Sophie only wanted 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 God, Barbara she looks so much like my mom
Oh my Barbara she looks so much just like my mom...