Nancy's Pharmacy Triumph

Nancy clocks one minute to 4:09. White coat shinin', pills all aligned.

Knows every face that walks through that door. Helpin' the sick and the sore

and the poor. But behind the counter, trouble brews clean. Standin' in the

shadow is old mean Gene. Clipboard in hand with a permanent frown.

Just waitin' for a reason to shut her down. Oh, Nancy.

Oh, Nancy. Don't let him steal your smile. He's been grumpy

and bitter for quite a while. You keep that heart and you'll be just fine.

'Cause kindness wins out over deadlines. When the day gets rough and the clock