Well, that's life I guess!
My head was up the wall!
But no matter what, no, no matter what,
I will not adhere to that final call!
So I have another ruddy tumour,
But I guess I am lucky you see,
Cos at least its not on the brain again!
Oh woe, oh woe is me!!!
And I wouldn't mind but I'm fed up,
With my overflowing cup!
Cos I have to have another op next week!
And my head is all stuffed up!!!
One op, two ops, hell that ain't no sweat!
I'm used to all this stuff you see!
At the end of the day, I'm real tough!
But you really wouldn't want to be me!!!
So one op next week, oh lordy me!
Then the next the flippin' tumour,
It's a good job I'm tough and my Rich loves me!
And it's a good job that he's got humour!
Now love is blind, so they tell me true!
Well lets face it, my Rich must be!
Cos he doesn't see my problems at all,
All's that wonderful man sees', is me!
So I am up the wall, but very blessed,
Cos I wake up every single day!
And no matter what fate befalls me,
My life is fantastic, yep, really ok!!!
So when I wake up each day in pain…
Oh yes, I raise my eyes up above,
And say my humble thanks once more,
For bringing me this very special love!