I’m Not A Well Man Lyrics
I’m Not A Well Man by Barbie
He’s not a well manAnd he’s getting worseIf he had any senseHe’d be in bed with a graduate nurseA couple of big specialistsHigh priced consultationAnd outside waiting in the hallAssorted logic small poor relationsHis aches have got achesHis pains are in painAnd what sizzles and frizzlesInside there all the smartest professors could not explain-they wouldn’t know what? Be quick as you canI might haven’t gotYou’re dealing with not (cough!)With not a well manI’m not a well manGet worse every yearAll the medical doctorsGive one lookThey’re amazed I’m still hereI should own a pharmacyFor just my prescriptionsMy bills for only pills aloneWould chill you to the boneWith conniptionsWhat I have been throughNo man could reciteIt would make your heart breakAnd play a story that onlyTurn yet it maybe could writeA tragical plotHow can I plan? I might haven’t gotYou’re dealing with not (cough!)With not a well manI’m not a well man