The
Lady And The Doctor - Bruce Springsteen
The lady
keeps the doctor in a place inside her pocket
The circle made of silver
like a wreath
The doctor gives the strange
love but the lady she don't knock it
Cause she's glad to get a
piece of anything
Cause the lady needs the medicine
he brings
And the doctor needs the lady
to see
The doctor keeps the lady
in a page in a book
on the history of communicable
disease
The lady's been to school,
she lets the doctor play it cool
He writes the script, she
follows his lead
'Cause the doctor writes a
love story so fine
The lady's learned to read
between the lines
Sometime
The doctor, he takes house
calls where he visits the animals in their stalls shoots them full of juice
and then goes home.
The lady hits the supermart
where she rides the aisles in a shopping cart
'till she feels she's played
enough of the part to set by ooh,
The lady feels its enough
to just be good
But the doctor has his need
to be understood
The doctor feels he's so abused
and the lady feels she's so unused
and demands the doctor tends
her daily farce
Oh, but the doctor just can't
do it
cause long ago the lady blew
it And they're too old now to make another start
The lady feels the doctor's
made of stone
But the doctor's heart, it
just ain't found a home