Robitussin - that was my only one,
I caught the flu on account of you
You were breathing down my throat, saying, Ian, baby, we can only lose
Call my number, it's on my thermometer.
Step into my fever dream, I'm sick with you, sick with you,
C'mon baby, step into my quarantine.
A throat lozenge colored like an orange,
Tastes good because my throat is so sore
I'm sick with you, sick with you, don't let the germs get out the door
Remember me, I used to be president
Of the medicine cabinet
I'm sick with you, sick with you,
C'mon baby, step into my quarantine.
I promise you, I'm throwing out all my vitamin pills, yeah,
50,000 Watts of goodwill and I'll never get well.

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