We flew over miles of ocean Be prepared I don't have the faintest notion Who'll be there You underestimated Nobody sympathized I think you'll soon feel better Once we get inside I see the door is open Why don't we walk right in Let's put our party hats on And let the fun begin We should have called and said That we were on our way Who would have ever guessed That you'd be so unreachable Just another flesh wound Another thorn in my side Just another flesh wound Another wonder-cure that you tried Just another flesh wound Another scratch on your hide Just another flesh wound Another irritation you abide You know the rumor's going That he was synthesized And if we had to dress I wouldn't be surprised I say, you're so outrageous You'll go to number one They'll have us both arrested For having too much fun Just another flesh wound Another scratch on your hide Just another flesh wound Another thorn in your side Just another flesh wound Another bruise on your pride Just another flesh wound Another paranoia that you hide And when she held her nose She took an underdose It was nice to see her Completely comatose You go first You're completely debonair Let's go dutch It's only fair Just another flesh wound Another thorn in your side Just another flesh wound A minor injury you dignified Just another flesh wound Another unsuccessful suicide Just another flesh wound Another curse that you ride
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