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Jul 26, 2004 10:31

doctor, doctor, i need some surgery
help me doctor, you've just got to!
i'm sorry nurse this calls for open-heart
i hope you didn't have a date tonight
he'll be waiting for a long long while
but after this you can go home and put on all of your makeup
with your little red dress, you'll go far
he'll tell you how fake you really are
but in the mix of vicious glares from other girls
and the drooling stare from the guy about to hit on you
you won't care
he'll say, "hey baby, what's your sign?"
you'll say, "oh great, another pickup line?"
he'll respond, "c'mon girl, give me a chance!"
you'll sigh, "fine, fine, but i wanna dance."
so you'll dance and dance until he finally asks
if you want to go back to his place
you'll say, "okay", and get into his car
but he'll know how fake you really are
then you'll undress and get into his bed
but in the morning you'll try to forget
but silly me, with all of this babble
be a dear, nurse, and hand me the scalpel
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