When you’re near I want you to go
But when you’re far I’m a puddle I’m a mope
It’s got nothing to do with you baby
It’s that time of year
And I’m shivering like a California baby
I guess that Midwest has thinned
It’s love that I feel for you darling
Even when I can’t get out of bed
He’ll bring me something
Works been slow, but it seems the same for most
Running out of friends started letting all the cats in
God help me I bought tuna at the store for them
The flu came and knocked you off your feet
With a fever rising you looked white as a ghost
Throwing dirty tissues into a shopping bag
It’s love that I feel for darling
Even when you can’t get out of bed
I’ll bring you something
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