Sorry You're Sick
Good morning, my darling, I'm telling you this
To let you know that I'm sorry you're sick
Though, tears of sorrow won't do you no good
I'd be your doctor if only I could
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
I'd swim the ocean or the deepest canal
To get to you, darling, just to make you well
There's no place on Earth I wouldn't hasten to go
To cool the fever, this I want you to know
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
If only the doctor would hurry and show
There are quite a few places I know we could go
I was okay, but these words from you, stating you're sick, made me sick, too
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Promise me, darling, that you won't die
I'll get all the medicine that money can buy
Stick with me, baby, hold on and fight
Take a good rest, I won't prolong the flight
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
To let you know that I'm sorry you're sick
Though, tears of sorrow won't do you no good
I'd be your doctor if only I could
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
I'd swim the ocean or the deepest canal
To get to you, darling, just to make you well
There's no place on Earth I wouldn't hasten to go
To cool the fever, this I want you to know
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
If only the doctor would hurry and show
There are quite a few places I know we could go
I was okay, but these words from you, stating you're sick, made me sick, too
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Promise me, darling, that you won't die
I'll get all the medicine that money can buy
Stick with me, baby, hold on and fight
Take a good rest, I won't prolong the flight
What do want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet?
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour or something sweet
I'll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
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Writer(s): Ted Hawkins
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