Testi

I'm strapped into my bed I've got electrodes in my head My nerves are really bad The best time I've ever had I'm a sick boy and there's no cure I'm a sick boy, there should be more But I'm happy the way I am Like a sardine in a can People taking notes People in white coats I'm a sick boy and there's no cure I'm a sick boy, there should be more But I'm happy the way I am Like a sardine in a can People taking notes People in white coats I'm a sick boy and there's no cure I'm a sick boy, there should be more I see school girls everywhere Short skirts and pig-tailed hair But why must I suffer For being a gymslip lover? I'm a sick boy and there's no cure I'm a sick boy, there should be more
Writer(s): Colin Derek Abrahall, Andrew Paul Williams, Colin Robert Blyth, Ross Andrew Lomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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