Miss Polly had a dolly that was sick, sick, sickSo she phoned for the doctor to be quick, quick, quickThe doctor came with his bag and his hatAnd he knocked on the door with a rat-tat-tatHe looked at the dolly and he shook his headAnd he said, Miss Polly, put her straight to bedAnd he wrote on the paper for a pill, pill, pillI'll be back in the morning with my pill, pill, pill
