| Björk
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| After watching this patient lady
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| I noticed that she was a poor nurse
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| She knows exactly what people need
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| Without them having to tell her
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| She’s a poor nurse
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| She knows what you hunger for
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| And feeds it to you
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| Einar
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| The nurse was also my friend
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| She gave me friendship in abundance
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| Smothered me with hugs and kisses
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| I’ve got used to her injection
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| And they often send me stupid
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| It could become a habit
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| She gave me friendship in abundance
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| Smothered me with hugs and kisses
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| Björk
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| She invites me to a soft room
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| And hands me a piece of confidence
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| She injects me with a dose of warmth
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| It dawns upon me that humans are the only drug
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| She’s a poor nurse, she knows what you
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| Hunger for, and feeds it to you
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| Einar
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| But then I bought myself a
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| Small rubber dingy when she told me
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| He who was up a mountain
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| Because she wanted everyone
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| To give her, love and affection
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| Her breast was, great and soft
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| Incredibly great, great and soft
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| And could squirt, a long way!
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| A great distance…
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| Björk
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| She’s a poor nurse, this careless woman
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| Don’t hate her, she’s a poor nurse
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| She knows what you, hunger for
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| And feeds it to you, she’s a poor nurse
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| This careless woman, don’t hate her
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| She’s a poor nurse |