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JESCA HOOP lyrics : "Hospital (Win Your Love)"

Just my luck
Today's the day
Man, that hurt

Its worth the pain
There's a new queen in this house
She's plastered up

Behold the sight
Just look up
Fluorescent light

Have i gone to heaven or to hospital
Im dreamin of the hospital
Im dreamin of mom and dad

Look at me like they did back when
I'm born again
Daddy's girl and Mama's princess

Sister Jen
She doesn't exist till when
I need something

She'll bring me ice creams, I'm in hospital
I'm dreamin' of the hospital
I'm dreamin' of the date with the doctor is a golden ticket

I want your attention now I'm gonna get it uh huh
And now come on you cunt come come on and hit me
There's no kind of attention that a black eye wouldn't get me uh nuh huh

And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love
There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
You can work on your bedside manner

And you can kiss it till it gets better
And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love


Ohhh my old friends
I'm voting you out or in
You envy me

I walk the red carpet to my cast signin'
A crayon or a marker pen
And all of the It girls ask me what it's like in hospital

I'm dreamin' of the hospital
I'm dreamin' of the hospital
Its dreamy

And the date with the doctor is a golden ticket
I want your attention now I'm gonna get it uh huh
And now come on you cunt come come on and hit me

There's no kind of attention that a black eye wouldn't get me
And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love

There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can make me feel like i matter

And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love

Oh now
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can kiss it till it gets better

Ad there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love
I got five weeks, 41 days, 1000 glorious hours
To wave my arm and get what I want with my new found powers

But this is not a fairytale with a happy ending
When the clock strikes twelve will I ever find your love again
And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love

There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love
And You can work on your bedside manner
Can make me feel like I matter

And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love

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