Dancing Doctors Songtext
von The Freshies

Jennifer rides on a banking plane
Crying her eyes out, shouting and spitting
′Cause the feet don't fit on the same foot
They′re not supposed to
Jill's still wishing she was back in school
It doesn't matter, hon, it doesn′t matter
I′ll carry your books home, copy your homework
Somebody dial 'em a 999, get

Dancing doctors for the Saturday girls only
Let the dancing doctors spend Saturday night with the same girls

Melanie′s thinking of a chest complaint
You don't want to buy one, love, you get on with smoking
Doctors don′t dig it but the government rig it
And we know
Nicky's gone crazy on the new night nurse
It does nothing for you, it ruins the eyesight
I try to tell them but they will not listen, still


Saturday girls spend Saturday day at the shops
And the dancing doctors spend Saturday night with the same girls
Dancing

They choose the dancing gig completely by themself
They get it paid for on the National Health
The shoes go with the man who fits the job
Who wears the tencelarium
Mmm, mmm
Everything you wanted to know
Goes on in the theatre, but it′s more than a show, oh
I'm not mocking but I think it's shocking
The hours you work, the non-involvement with patients
I′d rather sit thumbing through the glossies
See Ergon and Ratner on a banking plane
(She′s off the radio)


Dancing doctors and the Saturday girls tonight
Let the dancing doctors spend Saturday night with the same girls
Dancing doctors and the Saturday girls tonight
Let the dancing doctors spend Saturday night with the same girls
Dancing doctors and the Saturday girls tonight
Let the dancing doctors spend Saturday night with the same girls
(Don't wanna be a doctor)
Dancing doctors and the Saturday girls tonight