Surgeon Songtext

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

Turn off the TV, wait in bed
of Blue and red
a little Somethin' to get along, get along, get along...

Best find a surgeon
come cut me open
Best find a surgeon
Come cut me open

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

I tell the mailman, “Never you mind
I'll sift through the piles”
and For him to just get along, get along, get along...

Best find a surgeon
come cut me open
Best find a surgeon
Come cut me open (x4)
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