Saturday, February 21, 2009

Sore Throat Blues

It's 6 am. four hours of sleep.
fell asleep feeling off
woke up feeling pain.
my throat burns like crazy,'
its sore as all hell
i have to breath through my mouth
cus with my nose, i can't even smell.

i need gatorade, baby
lots of it, can't you see?
I'd like that fruity punch and that lemony kind,
i like them, baby can't you see?

(Set to almost any song by Robert Johnson)

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