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By B.K. Date: 2002 Sep 25 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.25.20.01.14185]] |
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Baby’s (cough) So sick She needs a remedy Darlin you’re the only cure Sugar bring it here to me Cause you’re my walking joy My kiss my healing hands Spontaneously combustible You’re my medicine man Baby needs resuscitating Immediately Honey by the spoonfuls Give your elixirs all to me I see your temperature rising Darlin, you make my fever soar I’ll let you wrap your Band-Aid round me If this is therapy Darlin then I want some more ©bk2002 |