Jane was the sweetest darling and a mother or renown
But after six big babies things failed to settle down
The track they had to follow had some what been eroded
The verdict of the gynaecologist, grossly over loaded
He thought cosmetic surgery might be the way to go
To regain the glories of the past and restore a teen-age glow
Her barn doors dangled loosely, not sealed as they should be
More like a ripped out fireplace, a real catastrophe
Childbirth and time had taken toll, fate had really struck
To get it straightened up he thought, it needs a nip and a tuck
The surgeon said about the size, or more the length of slot
She thought awhile then coyly sad, like a piggy bank hs got
The surgeon said 'I'll do my best, and try to make a job
Though what I have to work on, like a badly packed Kebob'
Waking from the operation in an anesthetic daze
Jane looked searchingly around in a dizzy kind of haze
And that what when spotted them three roses in a jar
She said tell me nurse 'Who sent them, I feel just like a star'
Nurse answered 'One is from the surgeon he was so thrilled with you
He said the operation was a classic, and you'll soon be good as new
The second's from your husband he can't wait to get astride
He said it's forty years since he felt was inside'
Jane said 'aren't men just wonderful, I really love them all
But the third rose is a beauty standing up so red and tall
Nurse tell me who sent that one', said Jane in happy tears
Nurse said, it's Eric's from 'Burn's Unit, saying thanks for his new ears!'
But after six big babies things failed to settle down
The track they had to follow had some what been eroded
The verdict of the gynaecologist, grossly over loaded
He thought cosmetic surgery might be the way to go
To regain the glories of the past and restore a teen-age glow
Her barn doors dangled loosely, not sealed as they should be
More like a ripped out fireplace, a real catastrophe
Childbirth and time had taken toll, fate had really struck
To get it straightened up he thought, it needs a nip and a tuck
The surgeon said about the size, or more the length of slot
She thought awhile then coyly sad, like a piggy bank hs got
The surgeon said 'I'll do my best, and try to make a job
Though what I have to work on, like a badly packed Kebob'
Waking from the operation in an anesthetic daze
Jane looked searchingly around in a dizzy kind of haze
And that what when spotted them three roses in a jar
She said tell me nurse 'Who sent them, I feel just like a star'
Nurse answered 'One is from the surgeon he was so thrilled with you
He said the operation was a classic, and you'll soon be good as new
The second's from your husband he can't wait to get astride
He said it's forty years since he felt was inside'
Jane said 'aren't men just wonderful, I really love them all
But the third rose is a beauty standing up so red and tall
Nurse tell me who sent that one', said Jane in happy tears
Nurse said, it's Eric's from 'Burn's Unit, saying thanks for his new ears!'
