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We flew over miles of ocean

Be prepared

I don't have the faintest notion

Who'll be there

You underestimated

Nobody sympathized

I think you'll soon feel better

Once we get inside

I see the door is open

Why don't we walk right in

Let's put our party hats on

And let the fun begin

We should have called and said

That we were on our way

Who would have ever guessed

That you'd be so unreachable

Just another flesh wound

Another thorn in my side

Just another flesh wound

Another wonder-cure that you tried

Just another flesh wound

Another scratch on your hide

Just another flesh wound

Another irritation you abide

You know the rumor's going

That he was synthesized

And if we had to dress

I wouldn't be surprised

I say, you're so outrageous

You'll go to number one

They'll have us both arrested

For having too much fun

Just another flesh wound

Another scratch on your hide

Just another flesh wound

Another thorn in your side

Just another flesh wound

Another bruise on your pride

Just another flesh wound

Another paranoia that you hide

And when she held her nose

She took an underdose

It was nice to see her

Completely comatose

You go first

You're completely debonair

Let's go dutch

It's only fair

Just another flesh wound

Another thorn in your side

Just another flesh wound

A minor injury you dignified

Just another flesh wound

Another unsuccessful suicide

Just another flesh wound

Another curse that you ride