I'm so bored of being sick But it helps me breathe When I'm alone like a tree
Doctors, run, come help me quick I don't know what it is But there is something wrong with me
Give me more I'm sorry now about it Give me more I'm more than that
I've got blood and I've got love I am so damn happy to be awake Shake me up with pills to take Tell me why the bellyache
Give me more I'm sorry now about it Give me more I'm broken down, forget it I'd like to be more And I want an orange tree
If in ten days I'm not dead I will get on out and use my legs Run myself a clear green bath Keep the good times rolling And that my friends, is thatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
