Her heart was a lemon

A lemon she said

She nearly died twice

From not having a spare



1, 2, 3

Came knocking on her door

Mr death and his pony

Still keeping the score



Then all the kings horses

And all the kings men

Tried to put my baby

Back together again



But 1, 2, 3,

Third time lucky

He cried

Mr death on his pony

Took her out for a ride