Sickness

Hey, little girl, you're black and blue
Hey, little girl, you're six foot two
I know a man who loved too hard
He lost his mind, it wasn't hard

Over this sickness
Over this sickness
Over this sickness
This sickness of love

Cute little knees that you got
Out in the dark parking lot
Cute little voice whispering
I know a man that lost everything

Over this sickness
Over this sickness
Over this sickness
This sickness of love
Oh yeah

This sickness is hurting me
Oh, I cannot see
This sickness is what I am
Completely lack of brain
Poor me

Hey, little girl, I'm almost through
Hey, little girl, I'm almost you
Hey, little girl, the river runs
Hey, little girl, the rising sun

Over this sickness (yeah)
Over this sickness (oh)
Over this sickness (mm)
This sickness of love (this sickness)

This sickness
(of love) this sickness

Over this sickness
Over this sickness
Over this sickness

Over this sickness
Over this sickness
Over this sickness
This sickness of love



Credits
Writer(s): Iggy Pop
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