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There's a scratch on my finger from the cat I was only petting him. Who'd have thought he'd do that? It doesn't feel good. There's a sliver of wood From the bench in the park where I sat. So I think I'll need a bandaid (need a bandaid), Maybe three or four (or five or six or more) And a bottle of that spray stuff we just got at the store. Some sticky tape, a roll of gauze, and if you'd be so kind, A washcloth and a piece of ice, but not the iodine. No iodine. There's a bump on my head from the wall. I hit it when I was playing with the beachball. I was climbing in a tree when I fell and skinned my knee. It hurt but I didn't cry at all. But I think I'll need a bandaid (need a bandaid), Or maybe three or four (or five or six or more) And a bottle of that spray stuff we just got at the store. Some sticky tape, a roll of gauze, and if you'd be so kind, A washcloth and a piece of ice, but not the iodine. No iodine. There's a hole in the sleeve of my shirt On my arm there's a scrape and some dirt. My friends were very sad, but I said it's not too bad. As a matter of fact it doesn't even hurt yet. But I think I'll need a bandaid (need a bandaid), Or maybe three or four (or five or six or more) And a bottle of that spray stuff we just got at the store. Some sticky tape, a roll of gauze, and if you'd be so kind, A washcloth and a piece of ice, but not the iodine. I think I'll need a bandaid (need a bandaid), Maybe three or four (or five or six or more) And a bottle of that spray stuff we just got at the store. Some sticky tape, a roll of gauze, and if you'd be so kind, A washcloth and a piece of ice, but not the iodine. No iodine.
Writer(s): Beth Grimwood, Ezra Idlet, Keith Grimwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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