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Just my luck
Todayâs the day
Man, that hurt
Its worth the pain
Thereâs a new queen in this house
Sheâs plastered up
Behold the sight
Just look up
Fluorescent light
Have i gone to heaven or to hospital
Im dreamin of the hospital
Im dreamin of mom and dad
Look at me like they did back when
Iâm born again
Daddyâs girl and Mamaâs princess
Sister Jen
She doesnât exist till when
I need something
Sheâll bring me ice creams, Iâm in hospital
Iâm dreaminâ of the hospital
Iâm dreaminâ of the date with the doctor is a golden ticket
I want your attention now Iâm gonna get it uh huh
And now come on you cunt come come on and hit me
Thereâs no kind of attention that a black eye wouldnât get me uh nuh huh
And thereâs nothing like a broken arm to win your love
Thereâs nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can kiss it till it gets better
And thereâs nothing like a broken arm to win your love
Ohhh my old friends
Iâm voting you out or in
You envy me
I walk the red carpet to my cast signinâ
A crayon or a marker pen
And all of the It girls ask me what itâs like in hospital
Iâm dreaminâ of the hospital
Iâm dreaminâ of the hospital
Its dreamy
and the date with the doctor is a golden ticket
I want your attention now Iâm gonna get it uh huh
And now come on you cunt come come on and hit me
Thereâs no kind of attention that a black eye wouldnât get me
And thereâs nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
Thereâs nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can make me feel like i matter
And thereâs nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
Thereâs nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
Oh now
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can kiss it till it gets better
Ad thereâs nothing like a broken arm to win your love
I got five weeks, 41 days, 1000 glorious hours
To wave my arm and get what I want with my new found powers
But this is not a fairytale with a happy ending
When the clock strikes twelve will I ever find your love again
And thereâs nothing like a broken arm to win your love
Thereâs nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
And You can work on your bedside manner
Can make me feel like I matter
And thereâs nothing like a broken arm to win your love
- Album:
- Memories Are Now
- Undress
- The House That Jack Built
- Miscellaneous
- Hunting My Dress
- Kismet
- Snowglobe (EP)
- Other Voices: Series 8, Vol. 1
- Birncore Presents: Jesca Hoop - Five Songs Live
- Silverscreen Demos
- The House That Jack Built (Deluxe Edition)
- The Complete Kismet Acoustic
- Other Voices: Series 11, Vol. 1
- Other Voices: Series 8, Vol. 1 (Live)
- Paste mPlayer #50
- Now Hear This! August 2012
- Born To
- Ode to Banksy
- Born To - Single
- Uncut: Tom Waits’ Jukebox