Her heart was a lemon
A lemon she said
She nearly died twice
From not having a spare
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