You've got a lot
and from what you've got
I'd say you're doing well, dear.
Dressed like a dream
and if things are what they seem
You're looking swell, dear
Your little man
brings you trinkets when he can
But he can't stay, dear
That's very well
but inside your shiny shell
You dance all day, dear
So go, be gay
Let your feelings leap away into the laughter
San Ferry Anne
And the world keeps turning happy ever after