Oh how I hate, I hate you,
Nothing more than the common old flu,
You make me feel so weak and tired,
Drowning in water that I have perspired.
Wrapped up all warm and rosy,
I snuggle in bed with my covers all cosy,
Yet I still feel cold, no matter what I do,
Oh how I hate, I hate the flu.
There is little left, no other choice,
Swallowing lozenges to save my voice,
Doctor Doctor can I please have some drugs,
And from that special guy can I have some hugs?
Hug Me Hug Me, Hold me tight,
So that my dreams can be peaceful tonight,
I feel on top of the world when I'm lost in your arms,
Just one smile and I'll succumb to your charms
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