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Pardon my stare,
I couldn't help but be aware of your incipient malady...
I want to convey...
Don't take this the wrong way...
What I mean to say is just...
Well... I think...
You oughta get that looked at,
It seems to me it's starting to spread
It's red and looks neglected,
It's infected and it's seeping-
Are you keeping it clean?
'Cause that one is the worst that I've seen.
(And just between us)
You oughta get that looked at,
It's filling up with some kind of pus,
And thus I say it may be
Prey to rabies or bacterium-
Let's query a medic,
Ask him 'bout a quarantine.
I hate to dwell, but now I fear
the worst
If it should swell and burst...
And now the smell-
Well, I'm knocking wood
The way those scales are shedding can't be good.
(So my advice to you is)
You oughta get that looked at,
And while you're at it, friend, it never hurts to pray...
So heed my words and don't be too upset that
I think you oughta get that
looked at right away.
Now people stare 'cause you're
attracting flies
It's sprouting hair and...eyes
It moved, I swear!
I warned you before,
It's time to shut the blinds and lock the...
Christ! The thing just winked at me and...!
You oughta get that looked at,
But now it's far too late to call the A.M.A.!
You'll need more than a little soap and wat'a,
I really think you oughta get that looked at right away!
"At least put a Band-Aid
on it!"
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