Sick - Tiger Lillies
You know I love you oh my darling
you know I love to tell you it
You know I’d die for you my sweetheart
I hesitate to stir the shit
I know you’re kind I know you’re generous
and on your shoulder there’s no chip
Its just a small thing oh my darling
your very presence makes me sick
And your compassion is unequalled
I’m worthy not your boots to lick
You are an angel pure and simple
for your presence I’m not fit
You really do deserve a husband
Caring, young and kind and rich
Its just a small thing oh my darling
Your very presence makes me sick
You’re so witty and so charming
you put to shame those country hicks
It’s just a small thing oh my darling
your very presence makes me sick