Well Mrs Hutchinson, you're looking healthy (huh)
But just in case,
Here's a pill a remedy

Well Mrs Hutchinson, this is something,
That little upset, I thought I'd diagnosed,
Well not to worry, it's not what I supposed

You better sit down son your mother's very ill (ah)
We may have to operate it's more than just a chill
But don't you worry, it's all in competent hands,
We believe it's under the ribs or one of the glands

Well Mrs Hutchinson, eat up your breakfast (come on)
Don't smoke, it stunts your growth,
Stick to your diet, let's hope that you're insured

(Come on eat your breakfast !)

Well Mrs Hutchinson, you must be very pleased to know you're leaving here
We're going to miss you so (hold on)
Here comes your son again

Are you thirsty son, I think you'll need a drink
There's been some complications, she's very near the brink
I have to tell you, it's my duty to speak
Your mother will not last a week

Shame