Shoo flu! Get away from my baby!

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I don’t like it honey when your sick
I don’t like it not one little bit
even something simple like a cold-or flu
selfish of me, but what would I do?
that’s why honey I always say
when heaven calls get outta my way
I gotta be the first to go.

You’re the strong one,
even a temp of 102º does not dim your love light,
Yup, its true, selfish me, selfless you,
we are two ends of the Opposite Stick.

What would I do, (I don’t wanna know),
that’s why honey I always say
when heaven calls get outta my way
I gotta be the first to go.

Baby, it hurts to see you sick,
to hear you cough, hack and sneeze,
hurts to see you blanketed on the couch, your head laid back, fever red on both your sweet cheeks,
and all I can do is ask is—
‘Baby, is there something in can do for you’?,
you reply with sweet love in your eye,
“No, thanks honey. I’m just fine being here with you.”

What would I do, (I don’t wanna know),
that’s why honey I always say
when heaven calls get outta my way
I gotta be the first to go.

Shoo flu! Get away from my baby!

Baby, get well soon!