To the tune of Grease/You’re the one that I want
I’ve got chills, they’re multiplyin’, and I’ve got a sore throat
Home remedies that I’m tryin’, feels like I’m dyin
Really runny nose, now I cough and ache
and the doctor says its flu
Really runny nose, now it’s in my chest
To my lab I must be true,
There’s nothing left, nothing left for Doc to do
Chorus:
It’s a rhino I’ve got
(a tiny little rhinovirus), not the flu, Doctor
A rhino I’ve got (a tiny little rhinovirus),
not the flu, Doctor
A rhino I’ve got (a tiny little rhinovirus),
not the flu
It’s all I need (an A or C)
Oh yes indeed (yes indeed)
If you’re filled with secretions
Lungs too hard to inflate
Medicate, must aren’t worth mention, resistance you’ll make
Starting to wheeze, cause of cytokines
I need some air, maybe ’roids will pull me through
Starting to wheeze, is it RSV?
I don’t have two, just an HRV that’s all
Are you sure? Well those PCRs wouldn’t lie
Chorus: (repeats out)
Thanks to Katherine Arden and Cassandra Faux for helping me put these together back in 2008.
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