Hey I worry
I'm feeling kind of sore
I'm lying on the floor
I can't do nothing more
You got it
You're hoarding Pepto-Bismol
You leave me dark and dismal
Life's just so abysmal
My ulcer
There's not that kind of time
I'm just not feeling fine
I think I'll sit and whine
I never said
Hey Hey Ulcer Girl
Burned a hole right through my world
Left me at the bar
You drove away now you've gone so far
And my guts inside a jar
And it left a scar
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