To: Karen Lawrence who wrote (63822 ) 4/11/2006 1:41:44 PM From: Wharf Rat Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 361907 "I'd say, in general, you were right on with overmedicated", he said, demonstrating the dangers of restless brain syndrome. And just not any ol' case of RBS; this one is complicated by a bad case of cabin fever. "Too much of this"... Pretty polly possum What's wrong with you Your body's kinda weak And you think there's nothing we can do Good golly, polly Shame on you 'cos molly made a stew that'll make a new girl out of you Follow me It's good for you That good old fashioned medicated goo Ooo, ain't it good for you My own Home-grown Recipe'll see you through Freaky freddy frolic Had some I know He was last seen picking green Flowers in a filed of snow Get ready, freddy They're sure to grow Mother nature just blew it And there's nothing really to it I know (chorus) Aunty franny prickett and uncle lou They made some goo Now they really sock it to their friends Frantic friends and neighbours Charge the door They caught a little whiff Now they're digging it and seeking more (chorus) Medicated Goo Steve Winwood and of this.... What a drag it is getting old Kids are different today, I hear ev’ry mother say Mother needs something today to calm her down And though she’s not really ill There’s a little yellow pill She goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day Things are different today, I hear ev’ry mother say Cooking fresh food for a husband’s just a drag So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak And goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old Men just aren’t the same today I hear ev’ry mother say They just don’t appreciate that you get tired They’re so hard to satisfy, you can tranquilize your mind So go running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old Life’s just much too hard today, I hear ev’ry mother say The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose No more running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day Rolling Stones › Mother’s Little Helper A restless brain is a wonderful thing to waste.