I remember when the war was young,

Me and Margaret had so much fun.

Holding hands and being finks,

We would watch the sun setting, the sky brilliant with pinks.

But the biggest kick I ever got,

Was doing a game called A-Playin' Doc.

While the other docs had nurses 'round-the-clock,

We were bumping and grinding to A-Playin' Doc.

Well, playing doctor is something shocking,

When your hands just can't keep still.

I never knew us a better time, and I guess I never will.

Oh, lordy mama! Those Post-Op nights!

When Margaret wore her black sweater tight!

A-Playin' Doctor was-a out of sight!

Na-na-na-na-na-na!

Na-na-na-na-na!

Na-na-na-na-na!

But the months went by and the game just died.

Margaret went and left me for some Donald guy.

Long nights writing sappy letters to home,

My one true romance, oh, I'd barely known.

But that never killed the thrills we got,

Burning up to A-Playin' Doc.

We learned fast as the war went past,

We really thought the game A-Playin' Doc would last!

Well, playing doctor is something shocking,

When your hands just can't keep still.

I never knew us a better time, and now I never will.

Oh, lordy mama, those Post-Op nights!

When Margaret wore her black sweater tight!

A-Playin' Doctor was-a out of sight!

Na-na-na-na-na-na!

Na-na-na-na-na!

Na-na-na-na-na!

(Repeat first verse)