Good old Jack McGee
Yeah we all think that you should go to a hospital
Try and get some rest

Dear old sister Sue
What would you do
If the only incredible man you'd loved was gone

I'd sell
My soul
So I could give it back to him

I'd sell
My soul
So I could give it on back to him

To Mrs Bo Peep
Please tell the children we did the best we could
Jack says now your silver can't buy you nothing
Waiting outside I told some guys that I know some place we can go
To sing songs backbones pressed against the Gibraltar

Good old Jack McGee
Yeah we all think that you should go to a hospital
Try and get some rest

Dear old sister Sue
What would you do
If the only incredible man you'd loved was gone

Good old Jack Mcgee
Yeah we all think that you should go to a hospital