I spent the Summer on my back
Another attack
Steal you just to get alongTurn off the TV, wait in bed
Blue and red,
Somethin' to get along.Best, finest surgeon
Come cut me openDress the undressing for a wall
If mother calls,
She knows well we don't get alongI tell the mailman, "Never you mind
I'll sift through the piles"
For him to just get along
Best, finest surgeon
Come cut me open
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.
