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'''Losing All My Organs Over You'''<br> | [[Category:Woozle lyrics]]'''Losing All My Organs Over You'''<br> | ||
by | ''by [[woozle]], sometime in 1998'' | ||
I left my heart in San Francisco<br> | |||
I left my brain in Timbuktu<br> | |||
I left my lungs and my right kidney<br> | |||
In Tokyo and Sydney<br> | |||
And I'm holding my breath wondering what to do<br> | |||
Because I'm losing all my organs over you. | |||
I shipped my nose to Kuala Lumpur<br> | |||
Emailed my earlobes in Kalamazoo<br> | |||
I faxed my knees to the twin cities<br> | |||
They're tied up in committees<br> | |||
Working out which one gets where and who<br> | |||
Since I've been losing all my organs over you. | |||
I lost my spine in northern Denmark<br> | |||
I lost my mind in Xanadu<br> | |||
I traded my right femur<br> | |||
To an airline ticket schemer<br> | |||
And I'm hopping I can get what I've been due<br> | |||
And I'll stop losing all my organs over you. | |||
Yes I've discarded all my tarsals<br> | |||
And wrapped them up in parcels<br> | |||
They're going out today UPS blue<br> | |||
Got to stop losing all my organs over you. | |||
''(slow down)'' | |||
Now I've told you my sad story<br> | |||
I'm sorry it's so gory<br> | |||
But pretty things are often less than true<br> | |||
Please help me get myself together over youuuu..... | |||
Revision as of 18:56, 6 December 2005
Losing All My Organs Over You
by woozle, sometime in 1998
I left my heart in San Francisco
I left my brain in Timbuktu
I left my lungs and my right kidney
In Tokyo and Sydney
And I'm holding my breath wondering what to do
Because I'm losing all my organs over you.
I shipped my nose to Kuala Lumpur
Emailed my earlobes in Kalamazoo
I faxed my knees to the twin cities
They're tied up in committees
Working out which one gets where and who
Since I've been losing all my organs over you.
I lost my spine in northern Denmark
I lost my mind in Xanadu
I traded my right femur
To an airline ticket schemer
And I'm hopping I can get what I've been due
And I'll stop losing all my organs over you.
Yes I've discarded all my tarsals
And wrapped them up in parcels
They're going out today UPS blue
Got to stop losing all my organs over you.
(slow down)
Now I've told you my sad story
I'm sorry it's so gory
But pretty things are often less than true
Please help me get myself together over youuuu.....