Your hips are like a hidden butterfly
Theyve lurched you immortality via luck
The osteoporosis insidious snuck
You fell you snapped a hip you didnt die
The private surgeon was a greedy guy
And pitched you extra metal extra buck
Youd weather whoopy better romp and ruck
Youd pass as female long last leave the lie
Youre next to normal snip of hair and nails
Old black eye lashes baffle never fade
You pencil kohl around them serious shade
You bide the banisters and grip their rails
You felt in gut the pitch all flattery
You said yes gut itself earth battery
Chorus flattery compliment plaudit
