Barbra Streisand I'm Not a Well Man Lyrics

He's not a well man
And he's getting worse
If he had any sense
He'd be in bed with a graduate nurse
A couple of big specialists
High priced consultation
And outside waiting in the hall
a__orted logic small poor relations
His aches have got aches
His pains are in pain
And what sizzles and frizzles
Inside there all the smartest professors could not explain

-They wouldn't know what?
Be quick as you can
I might haven't got
You're dealing with not (cough!)
With not a well man
I'm not a well man
Get worse every year
All the medical doctors
Give one look
They're amazed I'm still here
I should own a pharmacy
For just my prescriptions
My bills for only pills alone
Would chill you to the bone
With conniptions
What I have been through
No man could recite
It would make your heart break
And play a story that only
Turn yet it maybe could write
A tragical plot
How can I plan?
I might haven't got
You're dealing with not (cough!)
With not a well man
I'm not a well man