Un vaso de agua

A little glass of water, please

A fresh-pressed hanky if I sneeze

Some tea with honey from the bees

Whenever you can brew it

I'll get your tea

And while I get a little rest

A teeny tiny small request

Some codfish oil for my chest

Poured from a crystal cruet

A crystal cruet?

My goodness, I'm a nincompoop

Because I fear I've got the croup

I need a vat of pumpkin soup

And scarves made out of zinnias

Did I say zinnias? I meant silk

Or something shiny of that ilk

And then I'll need some nice warm milk

And pastries from Abyssinia

And since my stomach's feeling crummy

Why not give my aching tummy

Something soothing, something yummy

Piled up with noodles?

Add a slice of homemade rye

With stacks of Swiss way up high

Served with sides of sweet mince pie

More basil, I need oodles

Anything else?

I'll be grateful for your charity

Until the bitter end

Because I've heard that tenderness

Is what you lend an ailing friend

"Tenderness", isn't that right, friend?

Right, but—

So, who's ready for my big reprise?

I'd like that glass of water, please

Some magic spell to cure disease

A firm "gesundhoof" when I sneeze

A fresh bouquet of roses

Some lozenges will soon appease

My wheezing when I start to sneeze

A wig to keep me from the breeze

And blankets for my toes-es

Take tweezers out of my valise

And then massage my knobby knees

A bowl of peas, some extra cheese

A cuddle with a Pekingese

A singing harp who's named Louise

A goat on skis, a new trapeze

And more and more and more and more of these

And just because I oughta...

Make sure I'm drinking in the right

Amount of fluids day and night

I wish I may I wish I might

Have just one little thing

Oh, would you please finally bring

Me that tiny glass

Of water