.Well Mrs. Pharmacist, I insist, fix me up with something quick
I've been a bad little boy and I think i'm getting sick
Sick to the bone, slave to the flesh
Better put on my Sunday's best
I've been bad little boy little boy
I've got a dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty little sec.
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