Janis sings…

This came out much kinkier than I intended…

A Little Piece of My Arm.

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on!

Didn’t I make you feel like you were my only GP?

Didn’t I give you all the blood and urine samples I possibly can?

Doc, you know I did!

.

And each script for painkillers you write well I think Should be enough,

But I’m gonna show you, doctor , this old man can be tough.

I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,

Take it!

Take another little piece of my skin now, doctor!

Oh, oh, slice it!

Slice another little bit of my arm now, doctor, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, oh, have a!

Have another little piece of my flesh now, baby,

You know I’ve got it and I need it to be gone,

Oh, yes indeed.

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You’re there in the surgery looking good,

And doctor deep down in your heart I guess you know I’m not right,

Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I wince at night,

Man, I wince all the time!

And each time I tell myself that I, well I can stand the pain,

And when you hold your scalpel, I’ll sing it once again.

.

I’ll say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it!

Take it!

Take another little piece of my arm now, baby.

Oh, oh, slice it!

Slice another little bit of my skin now, doctor, yeah,

Oh, oh, have a!

Have another little piece of my flesh now, baby,

You biopsy it, hope the results are good.

.

I need you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,

Take it!

Take another little piece of my skin now, doctor!

Oh, oh, slice it!

Slash another little bit of my hide, now doctor, yeah, c’mon now.

Oh, oh, have a

Have another little piece of my meat now, man, yeah,.

You’ll know you got it -whoahhhhh!!

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Slash it!

Slash it! Slash another little piece of my skin now, Doctor,,

Oh, oh, cut it!

Cut another little bit of my flesh, now doctor, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Oh, oh, have a

Have another little piece of my arm now, doc, hey,

You’ll know you got it all, if the biopsy’s clear.

…..

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Author: Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

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