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I spent the summer on my back
Another attack
Staying just to get along

Turn off the TV, wade in bed
A blue and a red
A little somethin' to get along

Best finest surgeon
Come cut me open

Dressing, undressing for the wall
If mother calls
She knows well we don't get along

I tell the mailman, "Never you mind
I'll sift through the piles"
And for him to just get along

Best finest surgeon
Come cut me open