I spent the summer on my back
And under attack
Staying just to get along
Turn off the TV, wait in bed
A bluer red
I want somethin' to get along
Best find a 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 find a surgeon
Come cut me open
compositores: ANNE ERIN CLARK
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