Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
William Finn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Finn
Composer
Lyrics
People might think I'm very dyke-ish
I make a big stink when I must, but goddamn
I'm just professional, never too nonchalant
If I'm a bitch, well, I am what I am!
Just call me 'Doc', don't call me 'lady'
I don't like to talk when I'm losing the game
Bachelors arrive sick and frightened
They leave weeks later, unenlightened
We see a trend, but the trend has no name
Something bad is happening
Something very bad is happening
Something stinks, something immoral
Something so bad that words have lost their meaning
Rumors fly and tales abound
Stories echo underground
Something bad is
Spreading, spreading, spreading
'Round!
Tell me how it tastes!
Tell me if it's good!
Tell me, dear, if you'd like seconds
Stop!
Go ahead and wound my pride
Just stop
You're feeling very sick inside, well, okay
So you've had a bad day
I don’t know what to say
Look what’s become of my doctor
She's my doctor
And I love her!
She's got passion!
She's intelligent and, Jesus Christ
A doctor!
Very wealthy
And I love her!
Doctor of Internal Medicine!
I'm heartsick
You’re unhappy
Life is crappy
And you always see the glass half full
I'm nervous
This is fucking ridiculous!
She's my doctor and I love her!
She's got heart!
My spirits sag
Hah
When I read the magazines
Men dressed in drag, next to their moms
Fashion and passion and filler
But not a word about the killer
I like the ballgowns, but Jesus Christ!
Something bad is happening!
Something very bad is happening!
Something stinks (Which she'd never say!)
Something immoral
Something so bad that words (Little things)
Have lost their meaning (Don't get in her way!)
Rumors fly and tales abound (What can it be?)
Stories echo underground (What can it be?)
Something bad is
Spreading, spreading, spreading
'Round!
Look, a virus has been found
Stories echo underground
Something bad is
Spreading, spreading, spreading
'Round!
Written by: William Finn
