Glenda, I love you
You are my number one pick
But every time I call you
You say that you're sick
Glenda, are you dying
Or just avoiding me?
Either way, it's a bummer
But I hope you're dying
Glenda
I'm sending the doctor to you (to you!)
And if he finds you well
My heart will break in two
Sick Glenda, are you a coward
Or do you have the flu?
Sick Glenda, sick Glenda
Get better or fuck you
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