| Baby, my medication’s telling you;
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| Baby, my medication’s telling you-
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| ‘Cos she does to me what other girls don’t do
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| She do what a good girl should-
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| She do what she do do good;
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| She took me in when my nerves were bad
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| She treated me good after I been had
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| Feels good
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| Feels good
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| Baby, my medication’s telling you-
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| Baby, my medication’s telling you;
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| 'Cos she does to me what others girls don’t do
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| Her lips are sweet as wine
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| Ahh, she kiss fine
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| She rubs my back if it starts to ache,
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| She holds me tight if I start to shake
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| Other girls put me through the rack-
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| What a mess, what a luniac;
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| Spend my dough on a great big stack of doctor bills.
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| What a sick hypochondriac,
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| Popping pills like a maniac-
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| Shaking bad like a walking sack of little pills.
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| Baby, my medication’s telling you (uuh)
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| Baby, my medication’s telling you (uhh)
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| She does to me what other girls don’t do (uhh)
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| Baby, my medication’s telling you
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| (out) |