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The Flu

๐Ÿ‘ค John McCutcheon โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ John McCutcheon's Four Seasons: Wintersongs โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:00
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Wouldn't you like to stay in bed all day?
Wouldn't you like to stay at home and not go to school?
Lie around the house in your pajamas
Well, it seems I've got some good news for you
You've got the flu

There's a bug inside my body living underneath my skin
I don't know how it got in there, I didn't let it in
Camping in my capillaries, surfing through my veins
Trampolining in my stomach, messing with my brain

I'm sick to my stomach
I'm tired and aching too
Achoo! The flu

Multitudes of microbes are trampling over me
Battalions of bacteria are marching sea to sea
Viruses in vehicles are speeding coast to coast
Stopping to make camp wherever it can hurt me most

I'm sick to my stomach
I'm tired and aching too
Achoo! The flu

Yes, I am drinking lots of liquids
And I'm getting lots of rest
I'm forgetting all my homework
I've ignored my spelling test
I am doing everything that everyone has said to do
I'm just waiting for this flu to fly
Where flus have always flew

I'm choking on warm chicken soup
I'm drowning in hot tea
No one else who's ever had the flu's felt half as bad as me
A million milligrams of medicine are sitting on the shelf
But I feel so much better feeling sorry for myself

I'm sick to my stomach
I'm tired and aching too
Achoo!
Yes, I am sick to my stomach
I'm tired and aching too
Achoo! The flu

Flu, flu, flu, got the flu
Flu, flu, flu, got the flu
Flu, flu, flu, achoo!

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